Chapter 6 - The Corrupt Brother
They shoved me forcefully into the back of a freezing police cruiser.
I watched helplessly through the window as Child Protective Services took Noah away in a separate van.
Evan stood on the lawn, playing the traumatized victim perfectly for the gullible detectives.
My father was loaded into an ambulance and driven away under heavy police guard.
Because of my dangerously broken ribs, they transported me to the local hospital before taking me to jail.
I was handcuffed to a sterile emergency room bed, gasping for air with every breath.
A police officer stood firmly outside my room, ignoring my desperate pleas for a phone call.
I knew Evan would use this opportunity to gain full legal custody of my son forever.
The hospital door opened, and a tall doctor walked in wearing a blue surgical mask.
He closed the blinds tightly and locked the heavy door behind him.
He pulled off his mask, and my heart completely stopped in my chest.
It was Evan's older brother, Mark.
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"You really should have just kept your mouth shut, Lena," Mark whispered menacingly.
He pulled a massive medical syringe filled with clear liquid from his white coat pocket.
