Eleanor tried to push past Mark toward the top of the stairs.
Mark stood firm in the middle of the hallway like a stone wall.
Mark: Stand right there until the authorities inspect these financial files.
Eleanor: You have always been jealous of Chad since the day we married!
Mark: I only care about truth and keeping my family safe from harm.
Down below, the loud wail of emergency sirens echoed across the neighborhood streets.
Two white county patrol cars pulled into the long gravel driveway outside.
Sophia looked out the front window and waved her hand at the officers.
Sophia: The sheriff is walking up to the front entrance right now!
Chad dropped his head into his hands with a long heavy sigh.
Chad: I told you we should have left the state last night, Mom.
Eleanor: Keep your mouth quiet and let our estate lawyer do the talking.
Sheriff Miller entered the grand front foyer with his deputy right behind him.
Mark walked down the central stairs holding the yellow legal folders high.
Mark: Thank you for arriving so quickly, Sheriff Miller.
Sheriff Miller: What is going on inside this house today, Captain Mark?
Mark: We found forged inheritance papers and evidence of major bank fraud.
Sheriff Miller took the legal files from Mark's hand and began reading.
His strict eyes moved back and forth across the notary seals carefully.
Sheriff Miller: This original will clearly bears your father's authentic signature stamp.
He looked up at Eleanor with a very stern facial expression.
Sheriff Miller: Mrs. Eleanor, you need to step down to the station with us.
Eleanor: This is a simple private disagreement between family members!
Sheriff Miller: Forging legal signatures on a trust fund is a serious felony.