And his next words revealed that the woman in the photograph was not simply someone from his past.
“Emma is Caroline’s daughter,” he said. “And if she’s found the original documents, all three of us are finished.”
He looked at me.
“Especially you.”
Then he walked out, leaving Jessica trembling beside my bed.
I stared at the door.
Caroline’s daughter was alive.
And somewhere outside that house, she might be carrying the one piece of evidence capable of destroying everything David had built.
David’s footsteps disappeared down the hallway, but the threat he had left behind remained in the room.
Jessica stood beside my bed, trembling.
For several seconds, she seemed unable to decide whether to follow him or run.
“He’s going to kill her,” she whispered.
I focused on my communication screen.
YOU HELPED HIM.
Jessica looked at the letters.
“I know.”
YOU KNEW HE WAS POISONING ME?
She covered her mouth.
