Chapter 9 - The Wedding Raid
Before the murderous Bride’s hands could touch the child, Eleanor moved with the terrifying, explosive speed of a desperate grandmother.
Despite her age, Eleanor aggressively shoved herself entirely between the Bride and little Lucas, pushing the frantic woman backward so hard that she tripped over her own white lace wedding dress and crashed heavily onto the studio floor.
At that exact second, the heavy double doors of the portrait room violently, deafeningly burst wide open.
A tactical squad of heavily armed local police detectives, led by the precinct captain holding a signed felony arrest warrant, swarmed into the room with weapons drawn.
"Stay right where you are! Do not move!" the Captain roared, his voice echoing off the walls as several officers rushed past the stunned Cameraman and swarmed the fallen Bride, slamming heavy steel handcuffs viciously around her wrists.
The Bride shrieked hysterically, thrashing wildly against the officers, kicking her white heels and screaming obscenities as she was violently hauled off the floor, her multi-thousand-dollar designer wedding dress completely ruined.
Outside in the grand hall, absolute chaos erupted as the wedding guests realized they had just attended a celebration of a serial killer. The billionaire groom stood entirely paralyzed near the bar, weeping openly as the horrific realization of what had happened to his first wife completely shattered his soul.
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Inside the portrait room, the terrifying, suffocating nightmare was finally, permanently over.
👉 Continue to Part 10 for the absolute, satisfying conclusion.
