Chapter 4 - The Poisoned Needle
Eric's mother smiled a cold and terrifying smile.
She said I was going to walk back out there and finish the wedding ceremony like a good little bride.
I told her I would rather die than marry her monster of a son.
She raised the syringe and said she could easily arrange that option right now.
She lunged at me with surprising speed for an older woman.
I dodged to the left and she crashed into the vanity mirror.
Glass shattered everywhere as she stumbled backward.
Chloe grabbed a heavy brass lamp from the bedside table.
She swung it hard and struck the mother-in-law on the back of the head.
The older woman collapsed onto the carpet in a heap of expensive silk.
The syringe rolled safely under the plush sofa.
I stood over her, breathing heavily and trembling with adrenaline.
We used my torn veil to tie her hands tightly behind her back.
I grabbed the mother-in-law's cell phone from her pocket, hoping it had a special network connection.
The screen required a complex passcode that I did not know.
Someone began violently pounding on the suite door again.
Eric yelled that he was going to break the door down if I did not open it in three seconds.
Chloe and I quickly dragged the heavy sofa in front of the door as a barricade.
The wood of the door frame began to splinter under Eric's brutal kicks.
I realized we could not fight off Eric and his thirty goons by ourselves.
I looked desperately at the small vent near the ceiling.
I climbed onto a chair and ripped the metal grate off the wall.
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Suddenly, a gunshot rang out and blew the lock completely off the door.
The venue manager stepped into the room holding a smoking pistol.
