She turned everything upside down, to no avail. Papers flew through the air. A picture frame with a photo of her and Madison fell to the floor and broke.
Nothing mattered. The evidence that could destroy him had been stolen. Someone knew exactly what to look for.
The phone rang.
“Logan Reed?” a male voice asked.
—Yes. Who’s speaking?
—Corporate Compliance Department. We need you to come to the boardroom immediately.
A heavy silence preceded the final sentence:
“You’d better see it for yourself.”
The meeting was a silent execution. Documents. Evidence. Accusations. Federal investigation. Immediate suspension.
Logan understood then that he wasn’t just losing his marriage. He was losing his name. His power. His future.
And someone had planned every step.
That same night, Madison couldn’t sleep. The pain woke her abruptly. A deep, alarming pain.
“Not now… please,” she whispered, terrified.
She reached for her phone, dropped it. She tried to get up. The pain worsened.
“Ethan…” she managed to say, her voice breaking. “Help.”
The door opened immediately. He caught it before it fell.
—Don’t worry. I’m here.
She carried it carefully, as if she were holding something irreplaceable.