Chapter 6 - The Panic Room
Inside the Blackwood mansion, the reality of their destruction set in.
Caleb and Wyatt, the two men who had brutally beaten a child, were currently drinking heavily in the study, pacing like terrified rats.
"We have to run," Caleb slurred, gripping a hunting rifle. "We take the private jet to Mexico."
"The jet is grounded, you idiot!" Victoria Blackwood snapped, her icy facade finally cracking under the pressure. "The FAA restricted the airspace over the county. Someone in the military is doing this!"
Elena was sobbing in the corner, clutching a bottle of wine. "He has a video, Mom. David has a video of me in the window. We're going to prison."
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The townspeople, sensing the sudden weakness of their oppressors, began to gather outside the estate's iron gates. For the first time in their lives, the Blackwoods looked out the window and saw angry locals holding signs, throwing rocks at the gates, and demanding their stolen property back.
The untouchables were trapped in their own castle.
