Chapter 5 - The Innocent Spy
I gripped the small digital recorder tightly in my hands, completely stunned by my young grandson's incredible bravery.
Mark roared in absolute fury and lunged forward to aggressively snatch the device away from me.
Arthur reacted with lightning speed, grabbing Mark's outstretched wrist and violently twisting it behind his back.
Mark cried out in sudden agony, dropping to his knees on the wet gravel as Arthur held him firmly in place.
Sarah screamed hysterically, threatening to call the police to arrest Arthur for violently assaulting her husband.
I completely ignored her pathetic threats and pressed the glowing play button on the small audio recorder.
Mark's distinct, cruel voice immediately echoed loudly from the tiny speaker into the rainy night air.
The recording captured Mark and Sarah explicitly discussing their massive, unpayable debt to a dangerous underground loan shark.
Sarah's recorded voice callously admitted that they needed to lock me in an asylum so they could quickly sell my house.
They planned to use my hidden trust fund to pay off the violent criminals who were threatening their lives.
Most horrifying of all, Mark suggested abandoning the eight children at a state-run orphanage once they secured the money.
I stared at my daughter in sheer disbelief, my heart completely breaking into a million irreparable pieces.
Sarah had sunk so incredibly low that she was willing to throw away her own children for a luxurious, selfish escape.
I looked down at Leo, who was quietly crying and hugging my waist with all his fragile strength.
I softly promised him that I would absolutely never let these horrible people hurt him or his siblings ever again.
I turned to Sarah and told her that she was no longer my daughter, but simply a monster I used to know.
I ordered Arthur to release Mark, knowing that violent physical confrontation was not the smartest way to win this war.
Mark stumbled to his feet, cursing loudly and rubbing his sore wrist with a look of pure, unadulterated hatred.
He maliciously warned me that the loan sharks were already on their way to this exact location to collect their massive debt.
He proudly claimed he had given the dangerous criminals my exact GPS coordinates to use me as collateral.
Before I could even process the terrifying reality of his words, a convoy of three black vans turned into the driveway.
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The heavy vehicles surrounded us completely, their bright high-beam headlights blinding everyone in the parking lot.
Dozens of heavily armed, terrifying men wearing dark tactical gear poured out of the vans with their weapons drawn.
