Chapter 3 - The Presence Of The Law
Behind Elena, the African American police officer in his dark blue U.S. uniform stepped forward with quiet, unyielding authority.
His silver badge caught the light of the grand chandelier overhead as he rested his hand casually on his leather holster.
“Mrs. Elena Vance, you are being detained under suspicion of child endangerment, conspiracy, and wire fraud,” Officer Miller stated calmly.
“You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law.”
Elena spun around, her sleek dark hair whipping across her emerald suit jacket as she glared at the veteran police officer.
“You can’t arrest me! Do you know who my family is in New York? My father sits on the Manhattan municipal banking board!”
Officer Miller didn't even flinch at her desperate threats, stepping closer and pulling a pair of cold steel handcuffs from his belt.
“Your family’s influence ended the moment Mr. Vance handed me this black digital recorder twenty minutes ago,” the officer replied flatly.
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Elena let out a sharp gasp, her eyes darting back toward Victor as she realized her entire social standing had evaporated in seconds.
Victor turned away from her, handing the crying baby over to the terrified young nanny who stood trembling near the staircase.
