“Bad enough to nearly destroy them.”
“And Michael didn’t know?”
“No. Daniel panicked and changed the records to make it look like Michael had authorized it.”
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I stared at her.
Bad enough to nearly destroy them.
All those years, Daniel had told the story the same way.
Michael betrayed him.
Michael stole.
Michael ruined everything.
“He framed him.”
“Yes.”
Daniel had told the story the same way.
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“And Michael found out?”
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“He tried to clear his name. Your husband refused to admit what he’d done.” Rebecca looked down. “They fought that night.”
“What night?”
“The night Michael died.”
My stomach dropped. “The car accident?”
They fought that night.
She nodded.
Daniel’s voice came back to me.
‘Nothing good happens behind a wheel when your head is hot.’
He’d said it whenever I tried to drive after an argument.
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I’d always thought it was wisdom.
Daniel’s voice came back to me.
Now it sounded like a confession he’d never had the courage to make.
“So Daniel caused the crash?”
“No. Michael drove away angry, but the crash was an accident.”
“And Daniel let everyone believe he was a thief after he died.”
“Yes.”
I looked at the transfers.
I’d always thought it was wisdom.
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Eighteen years suddenly had a different explanation.
“The money was guilt.”
“Partly.”
I looked up.
One word.
One more door.
Eighteen years had a different explanation.
“Partly?”
