Chapter 4 - THE POLICE ARRIVE AT THE HAMPTONS ESTATE
Pulsating red and blue lights illuminated the manicured hedges and cobblestone driveway of the prestigious East Hampton estate.
Two local police officers stepped through the heavy arched mahogany doors, their heavy boots echoing across the polished marble floors.
The male guests in suits parted instantly, creating a wide aisle leading straight to Clara, who sat composed on a velvet sofa.
"Who called 911?" the senior officer asked, taking in the scene of high-society elites standing in stunned, awkward silence.
Clara stood up gracefully, pointing to her bleeding earlobe and the bloodstained collar of her dark red silk blouse.
"I did, Officer. Mrs. Eleanor Vanderbilt physically assaulted me during the dinner service," Clara announced calmly.
Eleanor stepped forward, adjusting her navy blue velvet gown with trembling, manicured hands. "Officer, this is a ridiculous family misunderstanding!"
"There are fifty witnesses and three high-definition security cameras recording this room, Officer," Clara added smoothly.
The senior officer looked at Eleanor, then at the prominent blood stain on Clara's neck, his expression hardening into professional seriousness.
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"Mrs. Vanderbilt, please step away from the crowd and put your hands behind your back," the officer commanded firmly.
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