Chapter 7
"Looks like we have a clear case of child endangerment and potential felony confinement," the senior officer reported into his radio. Victoria's face drained of color as the reality of handcuffs suddenly loomed in her immediate future.
"You cannot arrest me! Do you know who my father is? He sits on the state supreme court!" Victoria shrieked hysterically. "Your family connections don't exempt you from Ohio child protection laws, Mrs. Vance," the officer replied coldly.
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Clara watched with a grim sense of satisfaction as the steel handcuffs were ratcheted tightly around Victoria's wrists. Victoria glared daggers at Clara, her crimson suit dragging slightly as she was led toward the police cruiser.
Richard stood silently by the porch pillar, watching his wife get locked in the back of the squad car with profound numbness. The American flag hanging softly from the porch pillar fluttered in the afternoon breeze, bearing witness to the restoration of justice.
