Billionaire's Retreat

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someone to enter. Since he hadn’t bothered to fix a broken lock on his gun display , he bel ie ved someone took the weapon, attempted the murder , and then returned the gun.
    During the same week of the court case, an attempt was made on the life of Jeffreys’ wife, Millicent. She was driving home late one night after stopping at a traffic light when her car suddenly was rear ended. She looked in the rearview mirror noticing the perpetrator wearing a mask that drooped down upon his shoulders. He backed up his car and then rammed her car again. The light changed to green , she sped away being followed closely by the assailant. After pulling to the side of her car, he used his vehicle to force her onto the soft shoulder of the road. Millicent lost control of her vehicle as she approached a bridge. She ran off the road, careened down a canal e m bankment before hitting a tree which stopped the car short of the water, as smoke emanated from its hood. The guy pulled his car to the side of the road. Seconds later, a police officer turned on his lights as he came upon the scene. The offender peeled away after firing a shot at the officer exiting his vehicle. The officer called for backup in apprehending the aggre s sor . After hearing a cry for help , he rushed to rescue Millicent. He managed to pull her from the car moments prior to the car becoming e n gulfed in flames. The officer then summoned paramedics to the scene. While he was waiting, an officer spotted the reported vehicle and was in hot pursuit. He radios ahead allowing a n other officer to deploy stop sticks in the road. The assailant swerved his car to avoid hitting one of them. It became airborne before spira l ing out of control sideways. After it flipped, it came to rest upside down. The guy was taken into custody after being treated at a local ho s pital.
    T he Judge upon getting news of the incident pu t a temporary halt on the court proceedings. The thwarted plan had been orchestrated to prove Brisband ’s innocence. Ginger Ivey an extremely light skin African American woman about 6 feet 3 inches tall, wearing a halter top, and a matching metallic black mini skirt, met with a man to carry out the ordeal. She was the woman at Brisband’s house on the day of his arrest. The deal went down in a secluded spot within a local cemetery. She had exited her vehicle and had been waiting. Nearly an hour went by, after glancing at her watch, she concluded that he probably would not show. A moment later, a noise could be heard in the darkness of the night. Ginger aimed her semi automatic weapon as she swiftly turned around. A male voice screamed out, “Don’t shoot lady! Don’t shoot!” She fired a warning shot. He threw his hands up in the air. “I said don’t shoot. I am Beaumont. I am here to meet with you. She outlined the plan to scare Mill i cent and provided him with $25,000.00 cash. He was promised another $25,000.00 upon job completion.
    At the wedding in Los Angeles, Vincent n o ticed Lucinda sitting in the main meeting hall of the re-treat looking a little down.
    “May I join you?”
    “What are you doing here Vincent?”
    “I was invited. Where’s your husband?”
    “He is back in Dallas. I couldn’t convince him to come.”
    “Maybe I can fill in for him this weekend. I mean we do have a history.” Lucinda looked at him without saying a word, seconds later, she let loose blushing uncontrollably.              
    The wedding march processional co m menced. Sergeant Giltry walked his daughter down the isle as her mother Serena watched their every step. At the alter Amanda and her groom Damien Richardson exchanged vows expressing their love in unrehearsed words. The ceremony was breathtaking. The occasion was sealed with an impassioned kiss.
    Amanda called her sister aside in the grand ballroom at the reception stating, “I believe you are guilty.”
    Sarah res ponded angrily, “You believe I am guilty of …?”
    “I believe you were

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