Red and blue light moved across the room and caught in the shattered glass. Two uniformed officers stepped through the broken frame.
They looked over the tactical team, the medics, Eleanor's gurney, and Julian standing among the torn papers.
“We received a report of a possible hostage situation and medical emergency,” the senior officer said to Arthur.
Arthur handed him a tablet. “Everything you need is here, Officer.”
He opened the first file. “Dashcam footage from the approaching vehicles, estate perimeter recordings, and records showing fraudulent use of Miss Sterling's supplementary credit card.”
The officer moved through the files. I caught a glimpse of a grainy infrared image showing me at the glass and Eleanor collapsing in the snow.
Serena scrambled up and grabbed Julian's ar
