Chapter 3 - The Forged SealThe detective leaned in closer, dropping her voice into an icy, serious register.

âYour carâs brake fluid reservoir was punctured with a five-millimeter drill bit before you left your driveway this morning, Rachel.â
I froze, my breath catching in my throat.
This wasn't an unfortunate traffic accident. My car hadn't slid off the rain-slicked highway due to worn tires.
Grant had deliberately tampered with my brakes, knowing I would be driving the steep mountain pass with the twins!
âHe wanted me dead,â I whispered, horror washing over my entire body like ice water. âHe wanted me out of the way so he could claim the three-million-dollar life insurance policy and take full control of the trust fund.â
âAnd your mother?â Lena asked, her face pale with shock.
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âMy mother receives a monthly stipend from that same trust fund,â I realized, the horrifying puzzle pieces locking together. âA stipend that expires if custody is awarded to an outside legal guardian.â
Diane hadn't skipped my call to play pickleball. The tournament was a calculated cover story to explain her presence near the hospital precinct!
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