Chapter 3 - SHATTERED GLASS
Vanessa couldn't wait for the slow grind of the legal system. At two in the morning, my phone buzzed with an emergency alert from Grandma’s smart-home system. I watched the live feed in horror as my sister smashed the back patio door with a garden stone, tearing desperately through Grandma's bedroom drawers. She was hunting for the blue diamond, convinced I was too cowardly to have kept it on my person. Watching my sister being escorted out in handcuffs by local police twenty minutes later, sobbing that her pristine reputation was ruined, I felt nothing but a hollow, exhausted ache.
