Chapter One Hundred Six Piper
Chapter One Hundred Six
Piper
Piper ran to Aspen’s house and pressed herself against the vinyl siding. At the corner of the house, she stopped, peering into the backyard.
The Davis family sat on Aspen’s patio, smiling into the phone held by the same young woman who’d shot video at the Harvest Festival.
Piper pulled out her phone and thumbed across the screen. Aspen was live. On Instagram.
There would never be a safer time to take the Davis family into custody.
Taking a deep breath, she strode forward, weapon raised.
“Hands in the air!”
Aspen screamed while the men immediately lifted their hands over their heads.
“You are under arrest for the murder of Dottie Davis and the attempted murder of Kiersten Cleaver.”
Richard’s mouth dropped open. Chip recovered the ability to speak first. “You can’t do this.”
“Actually, I can,” she said. And it was true. She was a law enforcement officer, and it felt so good to arrest bad people again.
Behind her a voice called out. Brendan’s voice. “Keep your hands in the air.”
Police officers swarmed the area, slapping handcuffs on Trey, Chip, and Richard.
Aspen’s gaze flitted from one officer to the next, her beautiful mouth a perfect O of horror and surprise.
Then she leaped from her chair and lunged toward the young woman with the phone, who stood frozen, broadcasting the Insta-worthy arrest of the extended Happy House Life family.
“Turn it off, you idiot. Turn it off.”