The front door of the house was kicked open with a heavy bang. Three armed police officers rushed down the hardwood hallway with their bright flashlights and sidearms drawn. They burst into the sunroom, taking in the terrifying scene in a single second: the smashed white box, the crying girl wrapped in ropes, the teenage boy holding a heavy tool, and the man in the grey suit standing near the glass doors.
Police Officer: Hands where we can see them! Nobody move! Drop to the floor right now!
Arthur dropped the brass key onto the floor and raised his trembling hands high into the air. His face was gray, his posture completely collapsing as the lead officer slammed him against the USA flag painting and pulled his arms behind his back to snap the cold metal handcuffs onto his wrists.
Arthur: It is a complete misunderstanding officer! My stepson had a mental breakdown!
Chloe: He tried to kill me! Check his desk in the office! The forged insurance papers and the poison vials are locked in the bottom drawer!
The secondary officer knelt down next to the broken casket, helping Tyler pull Chloe entirely out of the wooden box. Chloe sank onto the floor, pulling Tyler into a tight, shaking hug. She wept loudly against his shoulder, holding onto his shirt like she would never let go. The officer pulled out a pair of heavy scissors from his tactical vest and carefully cut through the thick nylon ropes binding her ankles.
Police Officer: You two are safe now. Medical help is right outside on the street.
Tyler: It is over, Chloe. He is never going to hurt you again.
Arthur was dragged out of the sunroom by his arms, cursing and screaming as the officers marched him down the long hallway toward the waiting police cruisers outside. The neighbors stood on their front lawns, watching in absolute shock as the respected businessman was stuffed into the back seat of a patrol car in heavy restraints. The police search of the house that afternoon uncovered the fake life insurance contracts, the altered estate will, and clear physical evidence that Eleanor had been slowly poisoned over several weeks before her sudden death.