chase her. Down the long gravel drive, the piercing wail of approaching sirens sliced through the quiet afternoon. Two county sheriff cruisers and an unmarked black sedan tore past the iron gates, followed closely by a Lexington EMS ambulance. Gravel sprayed across the lawn as Detective Sarah Mitchell brought her vehicle to a skidding halt right beside the SUVs.
Four uniformed deputies jumped out with their hands on their holsters.
“Colonel Carter?” Detective Mitchell called out, stepping briskly into the courtyard with her badge raised. “We received your dispatch. What’s the situation?”
“Deputy, detain that woman heading for the back entrance!” I shouted, pointing directly at Vanessa, who froze on the porch steps as two officers cut off her escape. “And place handcuffs on my brother. You are looking at felony elder abuse, false imprisonment, grand larceny, and the premeditated murder of a decorated veteran.”
Richard scrambled to his feet,
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