Chapter 7 - The Hostage Situation
Screams erupted throughout the extravagant ballroom as the guests panicked at the sight of the weapon.
Connor fired a single warning shot into the crystal chandelier above, showering the floor with broken glass.
He commanded everyone to stay exactly where they were, declaring that nobody was leaving until he got his money.
Alyssa backed away from him in sheer terror, realizing she had been nothing but a pawn in his psychotic game.
Marcus tried to run toward the exit, but Connor's loyal, heavily armed mercenaries suddenly blocked every single door.
Connor grabbed my arm and violently dragged me and Brinley toward the private bridal suite at the back of the venue.
He shoved me inside the lavish room and locked the heavy oak door firmly behind us.
He paced the floor like a trapped animal, screaming that I had almost ruined his perfect masterpiece.
He needed me alive only to force Parker to release the holds on my family's corporate accounts.
I held Brinley tightly against my chest, calculating my limited options in this terrifying hostage situation.
I knew Parker had already alerted the federal authorities, but they would take time to breach the heavily fortified building.
Connor ordered me to unlock my phone and transfer all my personal assets to his offshore accounts immediately.
I refused, staring at him with a cold defiance that only fueled his unpredictable rage.
He raised the gun again, threatening to harm my innocent daughter if I did not comply.
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Suddenly, the door to the bridal suite unlocked from the outside with a quiet, metallic click.
Betsy stepped into the room, holding a heavy iron fire poker she had grabbed from the venue's lobby.
