“But he says Evelyn wasn’t the person who arranged the poisoning.”
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My heart accelerated.
WHO DID?
Samuel hesitated.
“According to him, the original plan came from someone inside your own company.”
I stared.
“Who?”
Samuel looked directly at me.
“Your former chief financial officer wasn’t the mastermind.”
He paused.
**She was following instructions from someone even closer to you.**
Then he showed me the final payment authorization.
The signature belonged to someone I had trusted for years.
My brother.
My brother’s name was Michael.
For several seconds, I couldn’t process the document.
Michael had died five years earlier.
He had suffered a heart attack while traveling in Europe.
I remembered his funeral.
I remembered standing beside his coffin.
I remembered David holding my hand.
Samuel noticed my reaction.
“Are you certain this is his signature?”
I selected YES.
I had seen it thousands of times.
Michael had been my younger brother and the only remaining member of my immediate family.
