Chapter 12 - Victoria’s Hidden Escape Plan
While Daniel was being booked at the Miami-Dade Detention Center, Victoria was spotted at a private airfield in Fort Lauderdale.
Dressed in dark clothes and carrying a single duffel bag containing four hundred thousand dollars in cash, she approached a charter plane.
Two federal marshals stepped out from behind the hangar doors, blocking her path to the airstrip stairs.
"Going somewhere, Mrs. Vance?" Marshal Miller asked, holding up a federal warrant for flight to avoid prosecution.
Victoria’s manicured fingers clutched her handbag tightly, her arrogant posture finally crumbling into desperate panic.
"I have heart complications! I need my private physician!" Victoria shrieked, backing away from the officers.
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The marshals showed no mercy, grabbing her arms and securing her in handcuffs behind her charcoal jacket.
The matriarch who had ruled Miami society with an iron fist was placed into the back of a van like a common fugitive.
