Chapter 3 - The Bruise and the Paramedics
Red and blue emergency lights flashed through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the villa entrance.
Two local police officers walked briskly into the foyer, passing beneath the framed American flag hanging on the wall.
"Mr. Vance, we received a report of domestic violence and child endangerment," Officer Martinez announced, unholstering his notepad.
Julian stood up slowly, keeping one protective hand resting on Lily's head.
"My wife just assaulted my daughter with physical violence and forced force-feeding," Julian said, his eyes burning with restrained wrath.
Martha stepped forward and handed her phone directly to the lead officer without saying a single word.
The officer watched the three-second video clip, his jaw tightening into a hard, unforgiving line.
"Ma'am, step away from the kitchen counter and keep your hands visible," the officer ordered Victoria immediately.
Victoria took a step back, her red silk gown rustling against the cabinets as she tried to pull out her own phone.
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"My father is Senator Richard Sterling!" Victoria spat arrogantly. "You arrest me, and you'll be directing traffic in Miami by tomorrow!"
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