Officers used that information while preparing their response.
Inside, Cassandra ordered me to face the camera.
“Tell everyone what you did.”
I took a slow breath.
“My name is Rebecca Whitcomb. I’m here because my father has been taken from his hospital room, and I want him returned safely.”
“That’s not what I told you to say!”
She stepped away from Dad.
At that moment, a voice came from the hallway.
“Meredith, stop.”
Preston stood near the kitchen entrance, with officers positioned behind him.
His face was pale.
“This is over. Please let Dad go.”
Cassandra stared at him.
“You promised you’d stay out of this.”
“I made enough mistakes already.”
“You helped me!”
Preston nodded, tears running down his face.
“I did. And I’ll answer for it. But I’m not letting you hurt him anymore.”
