Chapter 7 - Handcuffs Snap On The Cruel Stepfather
The two uniformed officers didn't hesitate a second longer, wrenching Edward’s arms backward with professional efficiency.
The heavy steel handcuffs clicked shut around his wrists with a metallic sound that echoed like thunder in the small room.
“You’ll pay for this! Every single one of you will regret the day you crossed Edward Vance!” he screamed as they dragged him out.
Patricia tried to follow them into the hallway, but a female officer gently pushed her back onto the vinyl chairs.
“Sit down, Mrs. Vance, or you’ll be joining your husband in the back of the transport wagon right now,” the officer ordered sternly.
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Clara and I exchanged a long, meaningful glance as the heavy doors swung shut behind our tormentor.
For the first time in three agonizing years, the crushing weight of fear lifted entirely from our chests.
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