Chương 7
Her voice was smaller than Daniel remembered it being.
Henry looked at her, and something in his expression softened.
“Not here,” he said.
Daniel stepped closer until only the coffee table stood between them.
“No. Here.”
Ruth rose from the sofa. Her black dress shifted softly against the cushions. She did not touch Daniel. She knew better than to reach for him while he was still trying to prove he could stand alone.
“Daniel,” she said quietly.
He did not look at her.
Henry’s phone vibrated.
He glanced down. His jaw tightened.
Then he set the phone on the glass table between the black bag and the half-empty champagne flutes.
“Read it,” he said.
Daniel looked at the screen.
There was an email attachment. No dramatic title. No hidden folder. Just a scanned document and an audio file.
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The document opened first.
A trust ledger.
