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Chapter 4 A Truth Written in Blood

Word Count: 1055    |    Released on: 18/06/2025

sins behind clean lines and reflective glass. Julia paced across the ma

No name. No voice. Just

ed. Cabin north. Y

gain, and her

But up here, something was unraveling. Jonathan had vanished without a word. Vanessa had gone dark. And the

oward the elevator. If Jonathan had walked into a trap b

iet of the lakefront cabin, Jonath

ke like a warning. Pine ne

t tea. She hadn't asked him to stay the night, and he hadn't offered. Their co

neede

ater, something else tugged at him. A

rang in

li

it ring

his time from an

nswe

rtley?" a de

eak

speak with you regarding an investigation involving

. "Yes, I was. W

n his Lincoln Park apartment. Blunt force trauma

elt his br

an emergency contact on a few document

ack at the cabin.

' apartment building just as

lipboard stood near the

is a restri

e she kept from her days as

parties in the upcoming equity litigation. I nee

hesitated, t

kish rug like spilled ink. Darren's body had alre

n near the kitchen island. A cracked tumbler still

es darted from d

alf-burnt paperwo

he edges of the document with

a legal

Agreement: Vanessa M. Ha

lse qu

: For dissolution and merger-

y?" she w

rnt page into a document sleeve, and ex

wn, Officer Briggs across from him. The

cent contact w

Jonathan

omeone would

h control. A woman who had lied to them bot

es," Jonathan said carefully. "And

eyebrow. "Includi

lieve

lance footage from his condo. Timestamps suggest he was attacked arou

"Are you saying V

she has questi

I need to find her be

arms crossed, eyes fixed on the horizon. Her ha

ulled up, tires

mming the door. "Di

th caugh

nt trauma. You were seen

ere the day before. I left him sc

rward, searching he

n everythi

ar-real and shakin

e's framing you

r w

every

lly burnt prenup page Julia had just sent him via

r signe

ere go

anything more from him. He wo

to find out who forged it. And who want

"There's only one person who k

rowed his ey

n in a gray raincoat. His face was shadowed by a Cubs cap, his

he said. "Clean job. N

espresso. "An

t. Mo

isn't

the table. "That's the backup. Hay

, then handed him

ever s

d, rising and vanishi

rink, a bitter smi

had made

time to fin

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