Chapter 4
"Chloe! Tell them to call off their men, this is a massive misunderstanding!" Richard screamed through the shattered glass pane. Chloe didn't answer him; she simply watched as the bathroom door handle rattled violently under professional force.
A specialized hydraulic breaching tool sheared the heavy brass lock off the door frame in a single second. The door swung open to reveal a heavily armed tactical operator in matte black combat gear bearing federal insignia.
"Special Agent Vance, extraction team alpha is on site and secure," the lead operative reported into his shoulder mic. Chloe was gently lifted onto a sterile medical board, her champagne silk maternity dress stained crimson.
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Eleanor stumbled backward into the hallway, her emerald green gown catching on the door frame as federal agents surrounded her. "You cannot do this! Do you know who my family is in this state?" Eleanor shrieked hysterically.
The tactical commander didn't even spare her a glance, focusing entirely on Chloe's critical medical stabilization.
