Chapter 2 - The Immediate Aftermath of the Lockdown Order
The heavy smart-glass front doors of the sprawling Connecticut estate slammed shut and bolted themselves automatically with a sharp, synchronized metallic click.
Ethan stood frozen on the polished marble floor of the grand foyer, his chest heaving as he held his terrified, pregnant wife tightly against his chest.
“Lock down the estate! Call the FBI!” Ethan’s voice echoed off the soaring ceilings and gold-leaf molding.
Outside, the perimeter security gates ground to a halt, sealing every exit point on the multi-acre property instantly.
The wedding guests and estate staff froze in sheer disbelief, staring at the sudden transformation of a luxury celebration into a high-security bunker.
Clara buried her face in Ethan’s tailored lapel, her small frame shivering as she clutched the incriminating legal documents in her trembling hand.
“He tried to poison my prenatal vitamins... I saw him drop the capsules into the bottle upstairs,” Clara sobbed softly.
Ethan’s blue eyes darkened with a fury so intense it felt radioactive as he scanned the terrified faces in the grand room.
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“Nobody moves an inch! If anyone steps toward the service exit, security will use live ammunition,” Ethan warned the entire hall.
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