Chapter 12
Back in the law office downtown, Grant was frantically backing toward the door, his face pale as chalk.
“This is a misunderstanding, David!” Grant yelled, his voice cracking with sheer panic.
“Nora is dead! Her body is at the crematorium right now! You can’t stop the estate transfer!”
Suddenly, the heavy oak doors of David Brenner’s private office slammed open with incredible force.
Six uniformed police officers surged into the room, their weapons drawn and pointed directly at Grant and Tessa.
“Grant Harrison! Tessa Lane!” the lead detective announced loudly.
“You are under arrest for attempted murder, corporate fraud, and conspiracy!”
Tessa burst into hysterical tears, dropping to her knees on the expensive oriental rug.
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“It was Grant!” Tessa sobbed, pointing a shaking finger at her lover. “He threatened to ruin my career if I didn't help him!”
“He wanted her money so he could pay off his secret gambling debts in Atlantic City!”
