Detective Sarah Mitchell leaned forward.
“Does your wife think you’re still home?”
“Yes.”
“Good,” she said. “Let’s keep it that way.”
Meanwhile, Ethan accessed the hidden security cameras Marcus had installed during construction—systems even Olivia didn’t know existed.
The footage showed Olivia returning home.
Minutes later, Brandon entered the house.
They spoke quickly.
Urgently.
Then Brandon handed her Marcus’s jacket.
Detective Mitchell frowned.
“They’re staging something.”
When officers arrived for a welfare check, they found the garage set up like a trap.
A ladder positioned under a heavy beam.
Tools scattered.
It looked exactly like the kind of accident that could crush someone.
If Marcus had been home, he would have been dead.
Over the next three days, Marcus and Noah stayed in a secure hotel while investigators uncovered something even darker.
Olivia and Brandon had been secretly transferring company assets.
Creating shell corporations.
Preparing to inherit everything after Marcus’s “accidental death.”
But the most shocking revelation came from Noah.
“Dad,” he said one morning over breakfast, “Uncle Brandon mentioned Grandpa.”
Marcus froze.