Maya: Chloe... are you okay? Your neck is bruised.
Chloe: I'm fine, Maya. Just take deep breaths. He can't hurt you anymore.
Maya: I was so scared. When he grabbed you, I thought he was going to kill us both.
Chloe: He's a coward who only picks on people he thinks are weaker than him.
Maya wiped her face with the back of her sleeve, looking around the ruined kitchen at the splintered door frame and scattered papers.
Maya: How did the SWAT team get here so fast? You never dialed nine-one-one.
Chloe: I set a panic alarm trigger on my smartwatch before I walked through that door this morning.
Maya: You planned all of this?
Chloe: I had to, Maya. David has been embezzling millions from our father's estate for three years.
Maya: I knew he was taking money, but I had no idea it was that bad.
Chloe: He forged our father's signature on the trust fund amendment six months before he passed away.
Maya gasped, her pale blue eyes widening in total disbelief as she leaned against the counter for support.
Maya: He forged Dad's signature?! But Dad trusted him with the whole company!
Chloe: Dad was sick, Maya. He was on heavy medication and couldn't read the fine print on those documents.
Maya: That monster... he made us believe Dad left everything to him in the will!
Chloe: That's why he locked you in this apartment, Maya. He knew if you talked to Dad's probate lawyer, the truth would come out.
An officer in dark tactical gear walked into the kitchen, holding a black notepad and a pen.
Officer Davis: Miss Hayes? I'm Officer Davis. Are you two young ladies alright?
Chloe: We're physically fine, Officer. Thank you for getting here so quickly.
Officer Davis: Your silent distress signal transmitted your precise GPS coordinates directly to our dispatch center.
Maya: Is... is David really going to jail?
Officer Davis: Mr. Vance is currently being transported to the precinct. He's facing charges of felony assault, unlawful restraint, and domestic extortion.
Chloe: Officer, there is a steel safe inside the master bedroom closet. The financial evidence is all inside.
Officer Davis: Do you have the combination, ma'am?
Chloe: I do. Our father's birthday: zero-four-one-two.
Officer Davis: I'll have our forensics team inventory the contents immediately.
Maya: Chloe... what if his high-powered defense lawyers get him out on bail tonight?
Chloe: He won't be getting bail, Maya. Not after what the state prosecutor is about to see in that safe.
Officer Davis: If you two need medical attention, we have paramedics standing by downstairs.
Chloe: We don't need paramedics, Officer. We need to go straight to the probate court before his attorney tries to freeze the business accounts.
Maya: Are you sure you're ready for this, Chloe? You've been running on empty for days.
Chloe: I promised Dad on his deathbed that I would protect you and keep our family business safe. I'm not stopping now.
Maya threw her arms around Chloe's waist, burying her face into the green velvet blazer as fresh tears soaked the fabric.
Maya: Thank you, big sister. I don't know what I would have done without you.
Chloe: You never have to worry about being alone again, Maya. Now let's go take back what belongs to us.