Chapter 2 - THE ARREST ON THE PORCH
Officer James Miller slammed Ethan against the side of the police cruiser, the cold metal rattling against his navy suit.
The shopping bags Ethan had carried filled with designer clothes tumbled onto the bloodstained driveway.
"You have the right to remain silent," Officer Miller growled, tightening the steel handcuffs around Ethan’s wrists.
Ethan’s mother, Victoria, rushed down the porch steps, her burgundy silk blouse fluttering in the cool autumn wind.
"How dare you put hands on my son in front of our neighbors!" Victoria shrieked, her voice echoing down the suburban street.
Officer Miller turned his sharp, uncompromising gaze onto the arrogant matriarch without loosening his grip on Ethan.
"Your daughter-in-law just delivered twins on your entryway floor while you told her to wait a few hours," Officer Miller stated coldly.
Inside the mansion, two paramedics rushed through the open front doors carrying a specialized infant transport unit.
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Nora lay on the stretcher, her face deathly pale, holding her newborn daughter tightly against her chest while the boy rested in the heated incubator beside her.
As the paramedics wheeled her past Ethan, Nora raised her eyes, her pale lips setting into a firm, unbreakable line.
