Chapter 7 - Bianca Realizes Her Master Plan Has Failed
The heavy oak front doors swung open suddenly, admitting two uniformed Dallas police officers with their utility belts rattling.
“Mr. DeLuca? We received a call regarding an attempted homicide on the premises,” the senior officer announced, stepping into the foyer.
I walked out of the den to meet them, holding up the secure flash drive in my hand.
“Right here, Officer. I have the entire incident captured in 4K video from our perimeter security system,” I stated firmly.
Through the glass front windows, Bianca saw the police officers and rushed toward the door with tears streaming down her painted face.
“Officer, thank God! He’s unhinged! He’s keeping me hostage in this house!” she lied seamlessly, throwing open the front door.
The officers exchanged a skeptical glance, immediately stepping past her into the foyer to assess the situation.
“Ma'am, step back and keep your hands where we can see them,” the second officer instructed, resting his hand on his holster.
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Bianca froze, her eyes widening in horror as she realized the police weren't here to arrest me or my mother.
“I didn't do anything wrong! It was an accident!” she shrieked, her composure shattering completely into jagged pieces.
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