Chapter 9 - THE SISTER’S TESTIMONY
Natalie pulled up behind my car in her own SUV just as two marked police cruisers and Marcus Vance’s sleek town car turned the corner. Natalie jumped out of her vehicle, her eyes blazing with long-suppressed fury. She walked over to my window, leaning down. “Is she getting what’s coming to her?” Natalie asked, her voice trembling. “Every bit of it,” I answered, putting my car in gear. “When we go in there, I want you to stay with Emma and Oliver. Marcus and the officers will handle Vivian.” As we drove the remaining three blocks to our house, Natalie shared how Vivian had terrorized her teenage years using the exact same psychological playbook—isolating her, breaking her confidence, and then playing the devoted mother to the outside world. “She thought she could pass the torch of abuse down to a new generation,” Natalie muttered. “Not on our watch.”
