PART 5: Gravity Claims the Conspirator
PART 5: Gravity Claims the Conspirator
Steep cliffs offer nowhere to hide.
Vanessa shrieked in absolute horror as she lost her balance completely, sliding backward over the secondary drop-off of the cliff.
She tumbled forty feet through thick, prickly thornbushes and jagged boulders before crashing heavily onto the dry stone riverbed far below, silenced instantly.
Silence rushed back over the ledge, heavy and stunned.
Daniel fell hard to his knees on the narrow dirt ledge, weeping uncontrollably, burying his face in his trembling hands.
"Mom... Mom, I'm sorry... she made me... she threatened to leave me..." he sobbed miserably.
"You stood there and watched," I whispered, holding my crying grandson tightly against my chest, shielding his eyes from the horror.
"You are no son of mine."
Within minutes of the watch transmission, state troopers and specialized mountain rescue teams rappelled down the sheer cliffside with professional speed.
Paramedics immediately moved in, securing Caleb and me in padded rescue baskets while heavily armed officers forced a sobbing, completely unresisting Daniel into cold steel handcuffs right there on the rocky ledge.
As it turned out, Vanessa had miraculously survived the initial fall down the riverbed, but with severe, irreversible spinal trauma that left her paralyzed from the waist down.
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She was given no time for recovery in comfort; instead, she was wheeled straight into a maximum-security prison facility alongside Daniel.
Both of them stood trial and were swiftly convicted of attempted double murder and corporate conspiracy, leaving them no escape from their crimes.
