Chapter 2 - The Empty Nest
The air in the small police office suddenly felt far too thin to breathe.
I clutched Lily to my chest so tightly that she let out a small, sleepy whimper.
My grandfather immediately slammed his cane hard against the wooden floor in pure fury.
He loudly demanded to know how a hospital could possibly forge a legal birth document for a baby born hours ago.
Detective Miller frantically typed on his keyboard to trace the digital signature on the paperwork.
He explained that the attending physician had heavily altered the electronic medical records just minutes after my delivery.
My parents must have paid the corrupt doctor an absolute fortune to completely erase my existence as a mother.
They needed Vanessa to have a child to unlock a massive inheritance clause in my late grandmother's separate will.
My grandfather immediately pulled out his phone and called his private legal team.
He ordered his ruthless corporate lawyers to freeze every single financial asset connected to our family name.
Detective Miller grabbed his heavy winter coat and strapped his service weapon to his belt.
He told us we needed to get back to the mansion right now before they realized the police were coming.
We rushed outside into the freezing blizzard and piled back into the warm, luxurious Bentley.
The driver sped dangerously fast through the thick snow, breaking multiple traffic laws to reach the estate.
My heart hammered violently against my ribs as we finally pulled up to the massive iron gates.
The heavy front doors of the mansion were already swinging wide open in the howling winter wind.
We cautiously stepped inside the grand marble foyer that I had been cruelly kicked out of just hours earlier.
The beautiful house was completely dark, totally silent, and entirely empty.
My parents and my sister had already packed their most expensive belongings and fled the property.
Detective Miller drew his weapon and carefully cleared the massive living room.
I noticed a small piece of torn paper resting on the glass coffee table.
It was a private aviation flight plan scheduled for departure in exactly twenty minutes.
My grandfather picked it up and his face turned absolutely pale.
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They were not just fleeing the state to hide from the massive fraud charges.
The flight manifest clearly showed they were heading to a non-extradition country where the law could never touch them.
