Chapter 11 - The Golf Course Arrest
The bright morning sun shone over the lush green fairways of the exclusive Indian Creek Country Club.
Daniel Vance stood near the eighteenth hole, trying to act unfazed while discussing an offshore wire transfer on his cell phone.
Suddenly, two unmarked black SUVs drove directly onto the manicured lawn, spinning their tires against the grass.
Four uniformed officers and Detective Ramirez stepped out, holding arrest warrants drawn from the state attorney's office.
"Daniel Vance, drop the phone and put your hands behind your back!" Officer Davis ordered sternly.
Wealthy club members watched in total shock as the handsome thirty-year-old heir was forced onto his knees.
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Steel handcuffs clicked tightly around Daniel's wrists, cutting off his phone conversation mid-sentence.
"My mother will have your badges for this!" Daniel screamed as he was hauled toward the back of the police cruiser.
