Chapter 7 - The Arrest
Clara pounded her fists aggressively against the heavy wooden door of the nursery.
"Let us out of here, Edward!" Clara screamed, her voice cracking with sheer terror.
Noah began to cry loudly, covering his small ears to block out the frightening noise.
Clara immediately stopped screaming and rushed to comfort her terrified son.
"It is okay, baby, Mommy is just playing a loud game," she lied, rocking him gently in her arms.
She knew she had to find another way out of this heavily fortified room before Edward returned.
She scanned the nursery and noticed the heavy iron grates securely bolted over the large windows.
There was absolutely no way to break through the thick glass or the solid metal bars.
She frantically searched the adjoining bathroom, opening cabinets and tossing towels onto the floor.
Behind a large mirror, she found a small, narrow laundry chute that led directly to the basement.
It was far too small for a grown woman, but it was just large enough for a child.
"Noah, I need you to be incredibly brave for me," Clara whispered, kneeling down beside him.
"I am going to put you in this slide, and you have to run straight to Marcus when you reach the bottom."
Noah sniffled, bravely nodding his head as Clara gently lowered him into the metal chute.
She watched him slide down into the darkness, praying silently that the loyal bodyguard would find him.
Clara grabbed a heavy wooden toy box and dragged it directly in front of the nursery door as a barricade.
Ten minutes later, the door violently exploded inward, completely shattering the wooden barricade.
Edward stormed into the room, holding a loaded handgun and looking completely unhinged.
"Where is my son?" Edward roared, his eyes scanning the empty room in pure fury.
Before Clara could answer, the blaring sound of police sirens echoed loudly from the front gates.
Red and blue emergency lights flashed brightly through the grated nursery windows.
Edward cursed aggressively, grabbing Clara roughly by the arm and dragging her out into the hallway.
"If you say a single word to the police, I will bury that boy alive," Edward threatened darkly.
They reached the grand foyer just as a dozen heavily armed police officers burst through the front doors.
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The lead detective pointed his weapon directly at Clara's chest.
"Clara Sterling, you are under arrest for the kidnapping of a minor and the attempted murder of Vivian Vance."
