Chapter 7 - The Uninvited Guest
The priest raised his hands, beginning the formal marriage ceremony as the ocean breeze rustled the floral decorations.
"If anyone here knows any reason why these two individuals should not be lawfully joined in holy matrimony..."
"Speak now, or forever hold your peace."
A loud, thunderous crunch of tires on gravel echoed across the pristine lawn, interrupting the priest mid-sentence.
The black Maybach slammed its brakes directly in front of the marble pavilion, blocking the view of the ocean.
The crowd gasped in shock, high-society guests murmuring in utter confusion as security guards rushed forward.
"What is the meaning of this?!" Logan shouted, his face darkening with sudden, fiery rage.
"Get that vehicle off my private property right now!"
The rear door of the Maybach clicked open, and a sleek, high-heeled black leather boot stepped onto the white carpet.
A tall woman dressed in an exquisite, floor-length black velvet gown stepped out into the bright afternoon sunlight.
Her face was covered by a heavy, custom-made black lace veil that cascaded down her shoulders like a funeral shroud.
Beside her stepped Detective Marcus Vance, wearing his official police jacket and holding a heavy silver briefcase.
The guests went dead silent as the mysterious woman walked slowly, deliberately up the center aisle toward the altar.
Logan’s heart slammed against his ribs as he recognized the posture, the elegance, and the unmistakable presence.
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"Maya?!" Logan gasped, his voice cracking with absolute, unadulterated horror.
"You... you’re supposed to be in the hospital!"
