Chapter 10 - Moving Dad To Safe Custody
An unmarked federal transport van pulled up directly outside the glass entrance of the precinct to pick us up.
I helped my father climb carefully into the padded back seat, ensuring he was comfortable before closing the heavy security door.
“Where are we going, Maya? Back to the farm?” he asked quietly, resting his head against the headrest.
“Not tonight, Dad; we’re checking you into a secure medical facility in the state capital where my team can keep watch,” I explained.
“What about the farm? Marcus and Vanessa still have keys and the fake power of attorney papers signed last month,” he worried.
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“Let them try to use those papers; my legal team will tear them into a million pieces before the sun comes up,” I assured him.
The van engine rumbled to life, steering away from the corrupt little town toward a place where safety and justice actually existed.
