Chapter 6 - Veronica Attempts A Desperate Escape Through The Patio
Upstairs in the master suite, Veronica threw designer clothes, diamond necklaces, and cash into three large leather suitcases.
Her hands shook so badly she dropped a handful of sapphire earrings onto the plush Persian rug without stopping to pick them up.
“I can't believe that old hag outsmarted me... after all these years of careful planning,” Veronica hissed to herself furiously.
She pulled an encrypted satellite phone from her hidden compartment, dialing her father’s overseas emergency number.
“The operation has been compromised; Martha produced the master deeds and David knows everything,” Veronica whispered frantically.
“Destroy the primary hard drives in the study and meet me at the private airstrip within the hour,” her father ordered flatly.
Veronica slammed the phone shut, grabbing her heavy suitcases and rushing toward the private staircase leading down to the back patio.
She knew if she tried to exit through the front foyer, David and security would intercept her before she reached her car.
Slipping quietly down the back service stairs, she pushed open the heavy glass sliding door that led straight out to the garden.
The warm afternoon breeze hit her face as she hurried across the manicured lawn toward her parked luxury sports car.
She tossed her luggage into the passenger seat, sliding behind the steering wheel with a desperate, triumphant smirk.
“You haven't won yet, Martha... I’ll burn this entire estate to the ground before I let you keep it,” Veronica muttered viciously.
She turned the ignition key, revving the powerful engine as the tires squealed against the paved driveway apron.
Just as she shifted into drive, a massive golden form leaped out from the garden hedges, blocking her exit entirely.
It was the family’s golden retriever, standing firmly in the middle of the driveway with an unyielding, protective stance.
“Get out of my way, you stupid beast!” Veronica screamed, flooring the gas pedal to intimidate the animal.
The dog didn't flinch, barking loudly and holding its ground as the sports car skidded to a sudden, screeching halt.
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From the kitchen patio doors, David and Martha watched the dramatic scene unfold under the bright afternoon sun.
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