She arranged a meeting at her office.
Victor arrived alone.
Without his expensive suit and commanding posture, he looked like an exhausted man in his sixties.
His face was pale.
There were dark circles beneath his eyes.
He sat across from me and folded his hands.
For several seconds, nobody spoke.
Then I asked the question that had been haunting me since the wedding.
“Why did you tell me to run?”
Victor closed his eyes.
“Because I believed you were about to be placed in serious danger.”
“What danger?”
He looked at Rebecca.
Then at Daniel.
And finally at me.
“My son and my wife have been moving money through a network of companies for years.”
I felt my heart pounding.
“What does that have to do with me?”
Victor’s expression collapsed.
“Your name was going to become the explanation for where some of that money went.”
He told us that Blackwood Holdings had been experiencing financial difficulties for nearly two years.
