Chapter 12 - THE DEAL
David agreed to cooperate.
His attorney contacted the prosecutor.
In exchange for a reduced sentence, he would testify against Richard.
I refused to meet him.
But David requested one thing.
He wanted to speak to me.
I eventually agreed.
A glass barrier separated us.
He looked smaller.
Older.
Almost pathetic.
“I loved you,” he said.
I laughed bitterly.
“No, you didn't.”
He lowered his eyes.
“I did once.”
“When?”
“Before everything.”
I stared at him.
“You married me because of my father's money.”
“Yes.”
“You planned my father's death.”
“Yes.”
“You tried to kill our baby.”
He couldn't answer.
I waited.
Finally he whispered:
“Yes.”
I felt nothing.
No rage.
No tears.
Only emptiness.
Then he said:
“Your mother-in-law wasn't the one who ordered it.”
I stared at him.
“Who did?”
“Richard.”
David leaned toward the glass.
“He told me if you survived, he'd kill me.”
I stood.
“Then why are you still alive?”
“Because I have something he wants.”
“What?”
David smiled sadly.
“The location of the money your father hid.”
I walked away.
For the first time, I understood.
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David wasn't trying to save me.
He was trying to save himself.
