Chapter 4
The Maybach sped through the rain-drenched streets of Manhattan, heading north toward the highway.
Behind them, two black sedans with tinted windows pulled out from the alley near the ballroom.
Marcus checked the side mirror, his hand instinctively moving to the sidearm holstered under his coat.
“We have tails, Ethan,” Marcus said calmly. “Montgomery’s men.”
“Don't lose them yet,” Ethan commanded. “Let them follow us onto the parkway.”
“What are you planning?” Sarah asked, her hands gripping the door handle tightly.
“Senator Montgomery thinks he controls this state,” Ethan said, pulling his phone from his pocket.
He dialed a private number he hadn't used in over five years.
“District Attorney Vance,” a sharp female voice answered on the second ring.
It was Ethan’s estranged older sister, Victoria Vance.
“Victoria, I need a warrant,” Ethan said without greeting her.
“A warrant for what? I thought you were getting married today to that Montgomery girl.”
“The wedding was a crime scene, Victoria,” Ethan said, his voice hard as steel.
“Chloe Montgomery kidnapped Clara four years ago and hid her in a private facility.”
Silence hung heavily over the phone line for three seconds before Victoria spoke again.
“Are you telling me my sister-in-law is alive?” Victoria asked, her tone shifting into pure legal precision.
“She was alive three days ago,” Ethan corrected. “And I have our niece in my arms right now.”
Victoria cursed softly under her breath. “Where are you going?”
“Vermont. The cabin.”
“I’m sending two state trooper units to escort you from the border,” Victoria said.
“And Ethan? I’m signing an arrest warrant for Chloe Montgomery right now.”
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Behind the Maybach, the two black sedans suddenly accelerated, trying to box the limousine against the guardrail.
“Marcus, hit the gas,” Ethan ordered, pulling Lily down onto the floorboards of the car.
