Chapter 7 - The Police Involvement
The country club lobby erupted into total chaos as wedding guests stood up from their seats, confused by the shouting and running staff.
Two local police officers, who had been hired off-duty for the VIP wedding traffic control, rushed into the lobby with their hands on their holsters.
“Freeze! Nobody move!” Officer Henderson commanded, stepping between the fleeing bride and the enraged groom.
Natalie pointed a shaking finger at Vivian, who was now trapped against the glass front doors by the off-duty officers.
“That woman kidnapped my seven-year-old daughter from the bridal suite!” Natalie shouted across the room.
Officer Henderson immediately grabbed Vivian’s arm, twisting her around to press her against the glass door frame.
“Ma'am, you need to come with us right now,” Officer Henderson instructed, snapping steel handcuffs around her wrists.
“You can't do this! I am the bride! My father owns half this county!” Vivian screamed, kicking her expensive white heels against the floor.
Graham walked up slowly behind the officers, his eyes hollow and dead as he looked at the woman he was supposed to marry in ten minutes.
“It’s over, Vivian,” Graham said flatly. “Where is Maisie?”
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Vivian’s face twisted into an ugly, venomous sneer as she glared at Graham with pure hatred.
“You’ll never see her again,” Vivian hissed through her teeth. “She’s locked in the dark where she belongs.”
