Officer Davis: Dallas Police! Don't move! Hands where we can see them!
Marcus: Officer! I am Marcus Vance. The suspect is on the floor beneath me. He is unarmed!
Carter: Arrest him! He assaulted me! He pushed me onto the floor!
Officer Davis: Keep your hands flat on the floor, sir! Partner, secure the suspect!
The second officer rushed forward, pulling Carter's arms behind his back and snapping cold steel handcuffs onto his wrists with a harsh metallic click[cite: 1]. Carter squirmed and shouted, his polished suit dragging against the dirty stone[cite: 1].
Carter: Do you know who I am?! I am Carter Vance! I sit on the city council advisory board!
Officer Davis: I don't care if you're the governor, sir. You're under arrest for felony domestic violence, terroristic threats, and attempted murder.
Carter: Attempted murder?! I didn't touch her! She jumped!
Marcus: Officer, the entire incident was recorded on our high-definition security system. He threatened to lock her in a basement and forced her to leap from a thirty-foot balcony to save her life[cite: 1].
Officer Davis: We'll take the video footage as primary evidence, Mr. Vance. Paramedics, check the victim!
Two paramedics rushed over to Clara, kneeling beside her on the floor with medical kits[cite: 1]. They hooked a portable heart monitor to her wrist and checked her vitals while Marcus stayed right by her side, holding her cold fingers tightly[cite: 1].
Paramedic: Her blood pressure is dangerously high, but the baby's heartbeat is steady and strong. We need to transport her to Southwestern Medical Center right away for a full ultrasound.
Clara: Is... is my baby really okay?
Paramedic: Your baby is a fighter, ma'am. You're both going to be fine, but you need to rest.
Clara: Thank God... oh, thank God...
They carefully lifted Clara onto the soft padded gurney, wrapping a warm blanket around her shoulders[cite: 1]. As they wheeled her toward the exit, Carter was being hauled to his feet by two officers, his hair messy and his expensive shirt torn[cite: 1].
Carter: Clara! You can't do this to me! Think about the family name! Think about our child growing up with a father in prison!
Clara: My child will grow up knowing their father is paying for his crimes, Carter. And they will never have to live in fear of you ever again.
Carter: You'll lose everything in court! I'll hire the best lawyers in the state!
Marcus: You won't have any money to hire lawyers, Carter. I just instructed our financial director to freeze all your private accounts under the emergency fraud clause.
Carter: Marcus, you're my brother! How could you betray your own blood for her?!
Marcus: Blood doesn't give you the right to turn into a monster, Carter. Goodbye.
The police led a screaming, hysterical Carter out into the bright daylight, shoving him into the back of a police cruiser as neighbors gathered at the edge of the estate gates to watch the downfall of Dallas's most arrogant young billionaire[cite: 1].