Chapter 2 - The Pantry LockRyan laughed too quickly, attempting to hide his panic. âDaniel... youâre supposed to be in Chicago until Friday! You have no idea what your crazy wife has done!â

My mother slowly set down her empty glass, her hands trembling slightly despite her best efforts. âDaniel, darling... this is a family misunderstanding. Claire was feeling overwhelmed and offered to clean up.â
Then a loud, muffled pounding came from behind the locked pantry door at the far corner of the kitchen.
Claire grabbed my sleeve, her fingers tight against my suit jacket.
âDaniel,â Claire whispered, tears streaming down her bruised cheeks, âthey told everyone Nora quit yesterday...â
Another desperate blow shook the heavy oak pantry door.
â...but sheâs been locked in there since yesterday morning!â Claire cried out.
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Investigator Maya Sloan gestured to the two detectives. âBreak that lock immediately.â
Whatever my family had begun as a cruel humiliation party was hiding something far darker behind that pantry door. They had prepared forged documents, paid off witnesses, and crafted a story meant to declare Claire mentally unfit before I returned. But they hadn't counted on one thing: I had been monitoring their offshore financial movements for three weeks.
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