The heavy living room glass doors pushed open, and four uniformed police officers marched out onto the light marble balcony, led by Detective Vance in a dark grey trench coat.
Detective Vance: Mr. Vance, we received your emergency dispatch signal. Is everyone unharmed?
Julian: My wife and child are safe thanks to our housemaid, Detective. But my sister just tried to break the balcony skylight while my wife was standing on it.
Detective Vance: Miss Evelyn Vance, step away from the edge of the glass wall slowly.
Evelyn: Detective, listen to me! This is a private family dispute! My brother is having a mental breakdown!
Maria: Here is the heavy metal crowbar she used, Officer. Her fingerprints are all over the handle.
Maria handed the crowbar to a secondary police officer, who carefully placed it into a clear plastic evidence bag.
Detective Vance: We also received the live audio and video stream recorded on Mrs. Clara's phone, Miss Vance. The evidence is complete.
Evelyn: That recording was taken without my consent! It's inadmissible!
Detective Vance: Audio recorded inside a private residence during the commission of a violent felony is completely admissible, ma'am. Turn around and place your hands behind your back.
Two uniformed officers stepped forward, pulling Evelyn's arms behind her dark navy suit. The cold, sharp click of steel handcuffs echoed across the bright balcony.
Evelyn: Get your filthy hands off me! Do you know who my family is?!
Detective Vance: Your family's estate is currently being audited by the Department of Justice, Miss Vance. Now walk toward the elevator.
Evelyn thrashed against the officers' grip, her heels scraping along the light marble floor as she was led into the living room. She turned her head back, glaring at me with eyes full of desperate, hollow rage.
Evelyn: Clara! You ruined my life! You took everything from me!
Clara: You ruined your own life, Evelyn. Greed took everything from you.
The officers pushed her through the internal double doors, her hysterical screaming fading down the hallway until the heavy oak doors slammed shut.
Julian rushed back to my side, kneeling down on the light marble floor and pulling me tight against his chest.
Julian: Clara... I am so sorry. I almost lost you both today because I didn't see her true nature sooner.
Clara: It's over now, Julian. We are safe.
Maria: Let me get a warm blanket for Mrs. Clara, Mr. Julian. The paramedics are pulling into the driveway right now to check the baby.
Julian: Thank you, Maria. For everything you did today, you are family to us forever.