Chapter 3

"Step away from her, Victoria, before I forget every civilized rule this country was built upon," Jaxson warned, his muscles tensing beneath his black shirt. The subtle American flag mounted near the grand double doors seemed to cast a solemn judgment over the unfolding domestic nightmare.
Victoria swallowed hard, her eyes darting frantically toward the heavy exit doors that were now securely locked from the outside electronic panel. "You can't prove anything; the security cameras on this floor were wiped clean during the maintenance cycle this morning," she stammered defensively.