Chapter 5 - Absolute Chaos Erupts Inside The Suburban Funeral Chapel
Richard cocked the hammer of his handgun with a sharp, metallic click that echoed ominously through the silent hall.
“This is your final warning, kid. Step away from the coffin or I pull the trigger right now,” Richard snarled viciously.
Before Richard could squeeze the trigger, a burly family friend named Marcus lunged from behind a heavy floral pillar.
Marcus tackled Richard to the ground, sending the silver handgun skittering across the polished parquet flooring toward the aisle.
A violent scuffle broke out on the floor as two other male guests rushed forward to help pin Richard down.
“Call 911! Somebody call the police and an ambulance right now!” Aunt Sarah screamed into her cell phone hysterically.
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Ethan used the distraction to tear away the remaining wooden slats, finally exposing his mother’s upper body to the light.
He reached inside, helping Claire lift her cramped, trembling legs out of the narrow, velvet-lined wooden enclosure.
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