Chapter 9 - The Tarmac Eviction
"No! You can't do this!" Sloane wailed hysterically, thrashing and kicking wildly in her designer red dress.
Ten minutes later, the massive airplane was firmly parked back at the terminal gate. The heavy cabin doors violently swung open. Four massive, heavily armed airport police officers marched directly onto the plane.
"Sloane Davis," the lead officer barked. "You are under arrest for federal mail fraud, forgery, and extortion."
"I'm going to be his wife!" Sloane sobbed pathetically as the officers violently grabbed her arms, snapping cold steel handcuffs onto her wrists.
They brutally hauled the weeping, panicking socialite right down the first-class aisle. Her desperate, pathetic cries faded into the jet bridge, ending her reign of psychological cruelty, toxic arrogance, and greed forever. She was going to face the absolute, brutal reality of a federal prison cell with absolutely nothing.
The luxurious cabin fell into a profound, heavy, and incredibly peaceful silence.
Wesley stood alone in the aisle. He slowly turned around and looked at Sarah and Lily. He was breathing heavily, his hands completely steady. He had just brutally purged his life of a monster, and he was finally free.
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He walked slowly toward the woman he had never stopped loving.
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