Chapter 7 - Playing The Cracked Phone Recording For The Local Police
I reached into my coat pocket, retrieved Lily’s cracked smartphone, and handed it to the federal team leader.
“Play the audio log recorded under the couch thirty minutes ago,” I instructed calmly.
The commander pressed play, and the tinny, undeniable sound of Richard’s voice echoed across the silent courtyard.
“If you ever talk back to me or my family again, I will make sure you disappear into a psychiatric ward.”
Then came the sounds of violence, followed by Richard’s chilling confession regarding the fake financial documents.
The party guests stopped running, turning around in absolute shock as the full scope of Richard’s cruelty was broadcasted aloud.
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Richard lunged forward like a cornered animal, attempting to snatch the phone from the commander’s hands.
Two federal operators tackled him into the mud instantly, snapping heavy steel zip-ties around his wrists.
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