Chapter 7 - The Police Arrive At The Highland Park Estate
Before Grant could pack his leather briefcase to drive downtown, the sharp wail of police sirens echoed down the tree-lined street.
Three blue-and-white Highland Park police cruisers pulled up the long driveway, followed closely by a black sedan carrying plainclothes detectives.
Grant ran to the front entrance, opening the heavy mahogany door just as four armed officers stepped onto his stone front porch.
“Grant Whitmore?” the lead detective asked flatly, pulling a laminated arrest warrant from his inner jacket pocket.
“Yes, but there has been a massive misunderstanding officer—!” Grant began stammering, holding his hands up defensively.
“You are under arrest for aggravated domestic battery, felony assault, and unlawful eviction,” the detective interrupted coldly.
Two officers grabbed Grant’s arms, forcing him around and clicking heavy steel handcuffs firmly around his wrists behind his back.
Vanessa screamed from the hallway as the officers escorted a disheveled Grant down the front steps toward the waiting police cruiser.
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Neighbors gathered along their manicured lawns, taking photos on their phones as the famous venture capitalist was loaded into the back seat.
Grant looked up at the sky, feeling the cold morning breeze hit his face, realizing that Arthur Vance’s justice had officially begun.
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