Sarah: I did it for us, Marcus! When we met, I was broke! The money from the estate paid for our wedding, our house, your business startup!
Marcus: You funded my life with blood money?!
Sarah: I loved you! I wanted us to have a good life!
Marcus: Don't you dare put this on me! I worked eighty hours a week to build my firm! I thought your family money came from a clean inheritance!
Julian: Clean? Nothing in our family was ever clean...
Loud knocks echoed against the heavy wooden front door of the Dallas home. Heavy boots slammed against the porch steps outside.
Police Officer: Police Department! Open the door!
Marcus: It's open! In the living room!
Four armed police officers rushed inside, their weapons drawn, eyes wide with astonishment as they took in the scene. The massive oak armoire shoved to the side, the shattered drywall, the reinforced steel door, and the emaciated man standing in the light.
Police Officer: Hands where we can see them! Everyone stand still!
Marcus: I called you! I'm the homeowner, Marcus! This is my wife, Sarah, and that man was trapped behind our wall!
Paramedic: Get the medical kit in here right now! We have a severe dehydration case!
Julian: Check the steel vault... check the iron safe inside... the documents... the real will is in there...
Police Officer: Ma'am, keep your hands where I can see them. Don't step toward that table.
Sarah: Officer, this is a terrible misunderstanding! My brother suffers from severe mental illness and dementia!
Julian: I am thirty-four years old! I am not demented! Look at the date on the wall inside! I scratched every single day into the lead pipe!
Police Officer: Ma'am, do not move. Sergeant, secure the wife right now.
Sarah: Marcus! Tell them! Tell them I'm a good mother! Tell them about Lily!
Marcus: Lily is upstairs in her room, safe from you.
Sarah: Marcus, please! I'm your wife! You swore an oath to stand by me!
Marcus: You built our whole marriage on a foundation of lies and torture. You are a stranger to me.
Two officers stepped forward, pulling Sarah's hands behind her back and snapping heavy steel handcuffs around her wrists. She began to sob hysterically, her maroon satin shirt rumpling as she resisted the pressure.
Sarah: You're making a mistake! My lawyer will fix this in an hour!
Police Officer: You have the right to remain silent, ma'am. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law.
Marcus: Where is Miller? The groundskeeper?
Police Officer: Squad cars are already en route to his address, sir. We're sealing this whole property as a major crime scene.
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