Chapter 2: The Man at the Door and the Woman in the Car
Part 2 — continued below.
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I had barely changed out of my coat when the banging on the front door turned into a full fist.
I opened it.
Daniel stood there, still in his celebration suit, tie loosened, face tight with something that wasn't quite guilt.
It was closer to panic.
"Claire, you need to undo what you just did."
"Good evening to you too."
"This isn't funny.
You froze everything.
My card declined at the parking garage."
"I know."
He stepped inside without being invited.
"Miriam can't touch the company.
My name is on every contract, every—"
"Your name is on the contracts," I said.
"My name is on the company."
That stopped him.
He ran a hand through his hair.
"We can talk about this like adults."
"We could have talked about it before the engagement party."
"That was—" He paused.
"That was complicated."
"Complicated." I repeated the word slowly.
He lowered his voice then, and something shifted in his expression.
Not remorse.
Calculation.
"Claire.
Vanessa knows things about the company's early years.
Things your father did.
If this goes to court, it won't just be a divorce.
It will be an investigation."
I looked at him for a long moment.
"Is that a threat, Daniel?"
He didn't answer.
But behind him, through the still-open front door, I saw a second car parked at the curb.
Vanessa was sitting in it.
Watching.
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What does Vanessa know — and how far are they willing to go to take what isn't theirs?
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