Chapter 2 - THE DISCOVERY"Get the police in here, now," I whispered to Marcus, my heart hammering against my ribs.
Emily’s arm had been bound so tightly that the skin had grown over the zip-ties. This hadn't been a fall down the stairs. This was systematic, prolonged torture.
Daniel lunged for the door, but Marcus was faster, slamming it shut and locking it. "I don't think you're going anywhere, Mr. Harris."
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Daniel’s facade disintegrated. He slumped against the cabinet, his face twitching. "You don't understand. She... she kept trying to leave. She wouldn't listen to reason. I had to ensure she stayed put until we could 'realign' her thinking."
"You restrained her inside a cast?" I asked, my voice trembling with suppressed rage. "You created a breeding ground for gangrene to keep your wife a prisoner in her own home?"
