Chapter 11 Eleanor Turns the Law Against Chloe
Miles behind them, inside a lavish penthouse overlooking the city skyline, Eleanor slammed her crystal glass against the marble fireplace. Red wine splattered like blood across the white stone.
"What do you mean they escaped?" Eleanor shrieked at the trembling henchman standing before her. "There were three armed men on site!"
"The driver rammed the security gate, ma'am, we couldn't stop the semi without drawing federal attention," the man stammered, staring at the floorboards. "They're heading south on Interstate 95."
Eleanor pinched the bridge of her nose, fighting off a wave of blinding fury. Her carefully constructed empire was slipping through her manicured fingers like dry sand.
"Issue a statewide amber alert," Eleanor commanded coldly, her voice dropping into a sinister whisper. "Report the child as abducted by a mentally unstable patient."
"A federal amber alert? That will draw immediate FBI involvement, ma'am," the henchman cautioned, looking up in alarm. "Are you certain?"
"Do it now!" Eleanor roared, pointing a finger toward the door. "If I go down, I am dragging everyone down with me."
The henchman scurried out of the room like a frightened rat, leaving Eleanor alone with her burning thoughts. She walked over to the floor-to-ceiling windows, staring out at the fading American flag flying atop the corporate plaza.
Her reflection in the glass looked older, harder, and desperate. She had spent a lifetime accumulating power, and she would burn the entire country to the ground before losing it.
Meanwhile, inside the moving semi-truck, the dashboard radio crackled to life with a sudden news bulletin. The soft jazz music cut out abruptly, replaced by an urgent emergency broadcast tone.
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Mark reached out and turned up the volume, his face tightening as the announcer's voice echoed through the cab. "We interrupt this broadcast with an urgent statewide amber alert..."
Chloe froze, her blood running cold as the broadcaster read out her exact name and description. "The suspect is considered armed and dangerous, traveling in a commercial semi-truck..."
