Chapter 7 - Victoria’s Alibi Crumbles Under Intense Police Interrogation
Sheriff Miller motioned to his deputies, ordering them to secure Victoria in the back of the heated patrol cruiser outside.
“You can’t arrest me without a formal warrant signed by a county judge!” Victoria screamed as she was escorted away.
“Locking a five-year-old in a freezing vault gives us probable cause for immediate apprehension, ma'am,” the deputy replied flatly.
The heavy front door clicked shut, silencing her frantic protests and leaving a tense, heavy quiet inside the grand foyer.
Sheriff Miller turned to Leo, walking over to inspect the industrial-grade steel lockbox sitting on the polished table.
“Do you have the key or combination to open this box, Mr. Vance, or do we need to bring in a forensic locksmith?” Miller asked.
“My grandfather designed this lock mechanism twenty years ago; it requires a physical key and a biometric scan,” Leo explained.
Leo pressed his thumb against the digital scanner integrated into the side of the heavy metal container.
A soft green LED light flashed twice, and with a satisfying mechanical click, the heavy lid popped open on spring hinges.
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Sheriff Miller and Leo leaned in closer to inspect the contents hidden inside the dark velvet-lined compartment.
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