Veronica tried to slide the leather folder into her large coat pocket quickly.
Julian stepped right in front of her and held out his hand demanding the files.
The security guard near the lobby entrance watched them both closely from his station.
Veronica lowered her head and told Julian that he was making a huge mistake.
She claimed that she deserved a full share of the family fortune for her time.
Julian looked at her with complete disgust in his steady brown eyes.
He told her that no amount of stolen money would ever save her now.
He revealed that the entire balcony incident was recorded on local cloud storage.
The police were already reviewing the video files at the central station house.
Veronica's hand began to shake as she holding the heavy folder tightly.
She realized that her carefully constructed plan was falling apart completely.
She backed away toward the rotating glass doors that led to the city street.
Julian did not touch her but stood his ground firmly in the bright lobby.
He told her that the law would handle everything from this moment forward.
Two uniformed police officers walked through the front doors right on cue.
They approached Veronica and asked her to step away from the exits.
She tried to explain that it was just a simple domestic disagreement between spouses.
The lead officer read her rights calmly while placing silver handcuffs on her wrists.
Julian handed the retrieved leather folder directly over to the secondary officer.
He confirmed that these were stolen legal documents from his home safe.
Veronica cried out as she was led out to the marked police car waiting outside.
The rain began to fall heavily against the tall glass windows of the lobby.
Julian took a deep breath as he watched the patrol car pull into traffic.
The immediate threat to his family had finally been removed for good.
He walked back out to his vehicle while pulling his coat collar up high.
He needed to return home to his daughter and rebuild their peaceful life.
The drive back through the heavy rain felt much longer than before.
He thought about how close he had come to losing his precious child today.
His hands gripped the steering wheel tightly as he turned onto his home street.
The tall iron gates of the estate opened automatically as his car approached.
He parked near the front steps and walked briskly through the grand entrance.
To his relief, the house was completely quiet and warm inside.