Chapter 6 - The Shocking Interrogation Of Vanessa
Before Davis could finish printing the station logs, the heavy glass front doors swung open with a resounding, metallic crash.
Three armed federal marshals in full tactical gear strode into the lobby, instantly taking tactical positions by the exits.
Vanessa shrieked in absolute terror, grabbing Marcus’s arm as the heavy combat boots echoed across the polished linoleum floors.
“What is the meaning of this?! You can’t arrest us, we are victims here!” Vanessa screamed, pointing a manicured finger at the marshals.
“You aren't victims of anything except your own staggering stupidity,” I announced, walking over to the reception desk.
I gestured to the two marshals standing nearest to Vanessa and my brother, nodding toward the emergency interview room doors down the hall.
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“Detain both of them under federal suspicion of elder abuse, wire fraud, and conspiracy to commit unlawful institutionalization,” I ordered clearly.
Marcus tried to protest, but a marshal gripped his shoulder firmly, guiding him down the hallway before he could utter a single word.
