Chapter 11 - The Frozen Patio Becomes A Crime Scene
Back outside, local sheriff deputies finally arrived at the mountain retreat, braving the cleared access road behind the choppers.
They stepped onto the frozen patio, taking professional measurements, photographs, and temperature logs of the crime scene.
The outdoor shower valve was still dripping, forming a jagged stalactite of ice against the weathered stone tiles.
One deputy collected my soaked sweater and dropped it into a secure evidence bag to preserve DNA and water samples.
“This isn't just a domestic dispute; this is attempted capital murder in the first degree,” the senior deputy noted.
He walked inside the retreat, finding Alvin sitting quietly beside the bed where I lay sleeping under heated blankets.
“Mr. Sterling, we’ve taken formal statements from the security detail and secured all thermal surveillance footage,” the deputy said.
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“Good. Ensure the suspects are held without bail at the county detention center until arraignment,” Alvin replied.
“It’s already handled, sir. They won't be seeing daylight anytime soon.”
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