She agreed.
I contacted Samuel Reed, my personal attorney of nearly twenty years.
Samuel had handled my company’s most complicated acquisitions, intellectual property disputes, and estate arrangements.
He knew the real extent of my fortune.
He also knew David had never been granted unrestricted access to it.
When I explained what had happened, Samuel was silent for several seconds.
Then he asked one question.
“Do you believe David is responsible?”
I looked across the bedroom at my husband, who was arranging my medication beside a glass of water.
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“I don’t know,” I whispered.
But I knew.
I simply wasn’t ready to say it aloud.
Samuel immediately arranged a secure communication system and hired an independent investigator.
We installed concealed cameras in several areas of the house.
We secured copies of my medical records.
We created an encrypted archive containing the toxicology reports and every piece of evidence collected afterward.
