Chapter 4 - The Safehouse Transfer
Upstairs in the luxurious master bedroom, Elena watched from the window as military transport vehicles idled in the long driveway.
Her long dark brown hair fell softly over her shoulders while she adjusted the pearl white silk robe around her waist.
A female military paramedic gently unwrapped the dark navy blanket, applying soothing medical ointment to the deep purple bruises on Elena's wrist.
"You're safe now, Miss Vance; your father has mobilized the entire district to ensure your absolute protection," the medic said reassuringly.
Elena nodded slowly, taking a deep, shuddering breath as the terrifying memories of Rafael's control began to fade.
"He told me nobody would ever believe me because my family was too busy fighting overseas wars," Elena whispered softly.
"Your father never stops fighting for what matters most," the medic replied, packing her medical bag with quiet efficiency.
Downstairs, the heavy oak front door swung open, and Marcus, the General's chief intelligence aide, stepped into the foyer.
"The federal judge has recused himself from Rafael's arraignment due to obvious conflict of interest," Marcus reported crisply.
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General Vance stood up from his desk, adjusting his gold epaulets with a sharp, practiced snap of his fingers.
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