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Tears blurred the page.
After a few moments, I continued.
The letter described events I knew nothing about.
At first, he thought it was a simple accounting error.
But the deeper he looked, the stranger things became.
Accounts were being manipulated.
Transactions appeared and vanished.
Then concern became fear.
According to the documents, Michael believed someone inside the company was committing large-scale fraud.
The more I read, the more impossible it seemed.
My husband had never mentioned any of this.
Why would he keep something so important from me?
Another page.
Another note written entirely by hand.
I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want you scared.
Every day I hoped I was wrong.
Every day I hoped I’d find a simple explanation.
Instead, I found more questions.
And now I think someone knows what I’ve discovered.
My hands trembled.
Someone knows.
The words echoed in my mind.
Daniel leaned forward.
“There was more.”
I looked up.
“What do you mean?”
He swallowed.
“About a week before the accident, Michael told me something.”
“What?”
Daniel hesitated.
Then he spoke.
“He said he thought he was being followed.”
The room fell silent.
I stared at him.
“What?”
“He mentioned seeing the same vehicle multiple times.”
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