The sleek glass doors of the luxury St. Regis Hotel in downtown Dallas opened as three marked police cruisers pulled up to the valet stand, their red and blue lights flashing against the polished exterior columns.
Inside the penthouse suite on the thirty-fourth floor, Chloe was frantically throwing designer clothes into an expensive leather suitcase while a man in an unbuttoned dress shirt paced nervously across the room.
Chloe: "Hurry up, Brad! Get the passports out of the safe!"
Brad: "Chloe, what the hell happened at the mansion?! You said you were going to handle the baby quietly!"
Chloe: "The maid caught him! The stupid, miserable maid dived across the floor and saved him!"
Brad: "You threw a baby off a balcony and missed?!"
Chloe: "Don't lecture me, Brad! Julian kicked me out! He knows everything!"
Brad: "Did he mention the offshore bank account in the Cayman Islands?!"
Chloe: "I don't know! He was out of his mind with rage! We need to get to the airfield in Mexico before he freezes my credit cards!"
Before Brad could open the wall safe, the suite door was kicked open with a thunderous boom. Four armed police officers in tactical vests burst into the room with weapons drawn.
Officer Davis: "DALLAS POLICE! HANDS IN THE AIR! GET ON THE GROUND NOW!"
Chloe: "WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?! DO YOU KNOW WHO MY FATHER IS?!"
Officer Davis: "On the floor! Face down, both of you!"
Brad immediately dropped to his knees, throwing his hands behind his head in total panic.
Brad: "Don't shoot! I don't know anything about the baby! It was all her idea!"
Chloe: "You coward! Shut up, Brad!"
Officer Davis: "Chloe Vance, you are under arrest for attempted capital murder of a minor, grand larceny, and conspiracy to commit fraud."
Officer Davis slammed Chloe down against the plush carpet, pulling her arms roughly behind her back and clicking the cold steel handcuffs over her wrists.
Chloe: "Get your filthy hands off me! Julian forced me out of my home! He framed me!"
Officer Davis: "Save it for the judge, lady. We've already watched the four-K footage from the foyer. You're going away for a very long time."