Chapter 18 - State Troopers Intercept Vanessa At The Highway Tollbooth
Before Vanessa’s car could reach the boarding stairs of the private jet, multiple police cruisers converged on the tarmac.
State troopers in tactical gear poured out from behind fuel trucks, their emergency lights flashing brilliant red and blue.
“Step out of the vehicle with your hands visible! Do it now!” a trooper commanded through a high-powered bullhorn.
Vanessa slammed on her brakes, sliding to a violent halt inches away from the nose cone of the waiting aircraft.
She realized she was completely boxed in by federal marshals, state police, and local officers who had finally switched sides.
The driver-side door was yanked open by Agent Brody, who slapped steel handcuffs onto her wrists with professional coldness.
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“Vanessa Kensington, you are under arrest for first-degree murder, corporate embezzlement, and witness intimidation,” Brody stated.
She spat on the pavement, glaring with pure, unadulterated hatred as she was shoved into the back of an unmarked cruiser.
