“She’s getting weaker,” he said. “The doctors think it’s the disease. We just need a little more time.”
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A voice responded through the recording.
“Then make sure nobody changes her treatment.”
David laughed.
“I know what I’m doing.”
I felt the room tilt.
I had expected evidence.
I had expected confirmation.
But hearing my husband’s voice discussing my deterioration as though he were monitoring an investment was something else entirely.
Samuel paused the recording.
“I’m sorry.”
I typed.
WHO IS THE OTHER PERSON?
“We haven’t identified the voice yet.”
I asked another question.
WHAT ABOUT THE WILL?
Samuel opened a folder.
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“Your final will is secure. The house goes to the animal rescue foundation you selected. Your private holdings remain protected. David has no authority over the trusts.”
I focused on another line.
AND THE JOINT ACCOUNTS?
“They will be frozen once the protocol is triggered.”
I typed slowly.
