The Grand Sterling Ballroom glittered beneath enormous crystal chandeliers as influential guests celebrated another prestigious charity gala.
Laughter echoed across the room.
Champagne glasses sparkled beneath golden lights.
Standing quietly near the center of the ballroom was Amelia, wearing a maroon velvet evening dress.
Bruises marked her cheek and forehead, though she stood with remarkable composure.
She raised her phone.
Her voice remained steady.
"Dad... lock all the exits."
No one around her understood what she meant.
Across the ballroom, Victor adjusted the cuff of his black tuxedo and smiled confidently.
He slowly approached Amelia.
"Still waiting for someone to rescue you?"
Several guests laughed nervously.
Amelia ignored him.
Instead, she lifted her eyes toward the ornate ceiling.
A white security camera overlooked the entire ballroom.
Its tiny indicator light blinked quietly.
Everything inside the room was being recorded.
Seconds later...
A powerful metallic boom echoed through the hall.
The enormous brass entrance doors automatically closed.
The sound silenced every conversation.
Guests turned in surprise.
Event security calmly moved to the entrances, explaining that the doors had been temporarily secured while an unexpected incident was being addressed.
Victor's confident smile disappeared.
For the first time that evening...
He looked worried.