The heavy front gates clicked open automatically as the security system allowed the emergency vehicles through. Three Dallas Police Department patrol cars pulled up the circular driveway, their red and blue lights flashing against the stone walls of the mansion.
Four uniformed officers rushed through the main double doors, stepping out onto the outdoor pool patio with their hands on their holsters.
Officer Martinez: Police! Is everyone safe out here?! Where is the suspect?
Brandon: Over here, Officer! My name is Brandon Vance. My fiancée, Victoria Sterling, standing right there in the golden dress, pushed my seven-month-old son's stroller into the pool!
Officer Martinez: Is the child injured?! Do we need emergency medical services on scene?!
Brandon: My maid, Clara, dived into the pool immediately and rescued him from the bottom. He's cold and shaken, but he's breathing fine.
Officer Martinez turned his stern gaze toward Victoria, who was attempting to smooth down her golden sequined gown with trembling hands.
Victoria: Officer! Thank goodness you're here! This is a massive misunderstanding! The maid pushed the stroller, and my fiancé is threatening me because he wants to cancel our wedding contract!
Officer Martinez: Ma'am, stay right where you are. Sir, do you have physical evidence of this allegation?
Brandon: I have full 4K high-definition video recorded from that wall camera right above the pool, Officer. It shows Victoria pushing the stroller with both hands while Clara's back was turned.
Officer Martinez: Step forward, Officers. Place her under arrest.
Victoria: What?! You can't arrest me based on his word! My father is Marcus Sterling! He owns three major corporate towers downtown!
Officer Martinez: I don't care if your father owns the Dallas Cowboys, ma'am. You are under arrest for attempted capital murder and felony child endangerment.
Two officers stepped up to Victoria, grabbing her arms firmly and pulling them behind her back.
A sharp, metallic click echoed across the pool patio as heavy steel handcuffs snapped around her wrists.
Victoria: AHH! Get your filthy hands off me! You're ruining