Marcus: You chained my wife in a concrete cell while telling the world she was in Switzerland?!
Victoria: She was going to file for divorce and take half the company shares, Marcus! I saved your life work!
Evelyn: Marcus... she made me sign... the power of attorney papers...
Marcus: Don't talk, sweetheart. Keep your breath steady. I'm getting you out of here.
Evelyn: She gave me... those pills... every morning... they made me so dizzy...
Marcus: She poisoned you?
Victoria: They were just heavy sedatives! Enough to keep her compliant while the lawyers finalized the asset transfers!
Marcus: You belong in a federal prison, Victoria!
Victoria: Do you really think the local authorities will take the word of an unstable heiress and a desperate husband over mine?
Marcus: What are you talking about?
Victoria: I have two medical doctors on my payroll who signed official commitment papers this morning. As far as the state is concerned, Evelyn is legally incompetent.
Two large men in black tactical uniforms stepped down the wooden basement stairs, standing directly behind Victoria.
Guard 1: Mrs. Hall. The transport van is ready outside the side gates.
Victoria: Excellent, Julian. Load Mrs. Evelyn Hall into the back. We are taking her to the private facility in upstate New York tonight.
Marcus: You aren't touching my wife!
Marcus stood up, placing his body between the guards and Evelyn's frail frame on the floor.
Guard 1: Step aside, Mr. Hall. We have signed court authorization from Mrs. Victoria Hall.
Marcus: That authorization is fraudulent! She forged the notary seal!
Victoria: Prove it in court three months from now, Marcus. By then, the trust fund will be completely liquidated into my foreign accounts.
Evelyn: Marcus... the safe... in my dressing room...
Marcus: What about the safe, Evelyn?
Evelyn: The audio recorder... under the velvet tray... I recorded her confession... three days ago...
Victoria's eyes widened in sudden terror as she stared down at Evelyn.
Victoria: What did you say?!
Evelyn: I left... the micro-recorder on... when you made me sign... the property deed...
Marcus: Did you hear that, Victoria? There is a digital recording of your extortion.
Victoria: Julian! Go up to her dressing room right now and smash that safe open!
Guard 1: On it, ma'am!
Marcus: Don't bother, Julian. The safe in her dressing room uploads directly to our family's cloud server the moment it's touched!