Chapter 9 - The Burgundy Arrest
Dante’s head of security had contacted the FBI the second Dante had reviewed the printed email receipt.
The heavy front doors of the mansion burst open. A dozen federal agents and local police officers swarmed into the grand foyer, their weapons drawn. Dante calmly handed the lead detective the crinkled blister pack of sedatives, the printed email, and the three broken thugs groaning on the floor.
"Victoria Vance," the detective announced, reading the horrific evidence. "You are under arrest for conspiracy to commit kidnapping, elder abuse, wire fraud, and attempted extortion."
"Don't touch me!" Victoria wailed hysterically as the officers forcefully untied her and hauled her to her feet.
They didn't let her change clothes. They violently slapped heavy steel handcuffs over her wrists, completely snagging the delicate fabric of her luxurious burgundy evening gown.
The officers dragged the screaming, thrashing socialite out of the dining room. Because the media had been tipped off by the massive police presence, dozens of news cameras and reporters were waiting at the end of the driveway.
They filmed Victoria being shoved into the back of a police cruiser in her ruined burgundy gown, weeping like a pathetic criminal. Her high-society reputation, her freedom, and her arrogant life were permanently, entirely swallowed into violent ruin.
She was going to spend the rest of her natural life rotting in a federal prison.
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Dante stood in the doorway, watching the police cruisers speed away into the night. The monster was finally gone.
👉 Dante walked down to the subterranean safe room, preparing to deliver a reward that would change the brave maid's life forever.
