AVA“We’ve officially opened an investigation based on the evidence you provided, but I want to manage your expectations, although the recording is not conclusive from a legal perspective.”I stopped sipping my coffee. “What does that mean? You can hear them planning to kill my parents. How is that not enough?”The lawyer sighed. “We reviewed the audio file. Without any clear identification of who the speakers are or some kind of verification of the authenticity of the file, it's problematic evidence. As we both know, technology can be easily manipulated or fabricated.”“So Charles just gets away with it? Again?”“I didn’t say that," he replied firmly. “We’re pursuing multiple angles. Had this been a video recording with the original file metadata intact, we’d be in a stronger position. But we would be looking into other options like the financial records, statements, and the connection to Mrs Montgomery’s poisoning.”“What about Charles himself? Have you brought him in for questionin
BLAKEI had to stop him before anything stupid would happen. As much as I disliked my dad, I also loved him. It was a complicated emotion that defined our relationship for years. The knowledge of what my father was capable of had been a weight I carried in silence even though I wasn’t quick to distance myself from the family business and its darker underpinnings.The car I was following turned off the main road and drove deeper into the industrial district.I kept my own vehicle at a safe distance, lights off. I was only relying on dad’s tail lights to guide me through the abandoned warehouses.When dad’s car finally stopped outside a decrepit building with boarded windows and graffiti-covered walls, I pulled over several hundred yards away and cut the engine.I watched dad alight from the car with a duffel bag.I then waited until he disappeared inside before exiting my own vehicle. I made sure I was staying close to the shadows. There has been an article circulating about a crime da
AVAI sat on the edge of the bed and watched Alexander sleep before gently kissing his forehead.He opened his eyes and then focused on my face with a small smile. He’s been ill for several days now due to the stress of Isabella’s case.“Morning my love,” I brushed his hair back from his forehead.“Your fever’s down.”Alexander shifted to make room for me beside him and I slipped under the covers, letting him pull me against his chest.The warmth of his body was comforting after days of worry, worry for him, for Isabella, for everything.“I’m going to head to the hospital,” I said after a few minutes of quiet closeness. “I’m taking a few things so I can stay there for the rest of the week. That way I can keep an eye on Isabella when you can’t be there.”We had agreed that Isabella shouldn't be left alone with Charles, not until we could determine whether Alexander’s suspicions were correct. The hospital staff could only do so much and Charles had been making noises about having her tr
AVAAlexander stood rigid beside me, his attention fixed on the medical chart in his hands.“Potassium levels are critically elevated,” Alexander read slowly.“8.1 millimoles per liter. That’s fucking high.”The doctor nodded grimly.“Hyperkalemia of this severity is what triggered the cardiac arrest. We’ve administered calcium gluconate to protect her heart muscle and insulin with glucose to help move the potassium back into her cells, but we’re monitoring her closely. The next twenty-four hours will be critical.”I watched Alexander’s face tighten with worry. This was his sister lying in the ICU,“Has her husband Charles been reached? Is he aware?” Alexander asked.“We were able to reach out to his manager. They said he would be here as soon as he could.”Alexander clenched his jaw at this information, but he simply nodded.“Is there an estimation of the timeline for this buildup? This level of hyperkalemia doesn’t happen overnight.”The doctor took the chart from Alexander's hands.
AVAI headed straight home after the meeting with Claire.I poured another finger of alcohol and stared at the city lights from where I sat by the tall windows.I rested my head in my hands. Memories of my parents flooded back. They were not the happy ones from childhood picnics or holiday mornings. It was memories from the moment when I found out they were dead.I was in my final year of college. A Tuesday afternoon. I was walking on campus when my phone rang. A police officer informed me about the car accident, the brake failure and how the impact was too severe for survival.I remember dropping to the floor and wailing.My heart ached again on feeling the grief as fresh as it had been that day.But now it was compounded by anger, the possibility that it wasn’t even an accident at all.I got up from the floor and grabbed my car keys.Twenty minutes later, I was in the parking lot of my old apartment. I kept the place even after moving in with Alexander.The apartment felt smaller th
The ShadowAVAI tied a silk scarf over my head and tucked loose strands of hair under the edges before stepping out of the taxi. The driver mumbled something about change, but I waved him off, eyes already looking around the park.“Keep it,” I said, shutting the door behind me and walking away.Central Park at dusk was beautiful in that melancholy autumn way. With trees half-bare, their remaining leaves stubbornly clinging to branches in bursts of gold and red. Under different circumstances, I might have appreciated the romance of it all, especially with my wedding just a few weeks away.But today, I wasn’t here for the scenery. I was here for serious business.I checked the time on my phone. It was 7:15. I was fifteen minutes early, which was deliberate. I needed time to settle, breathe and prepare myself for whatever information might come my way.I had spent the last twenty-four hours since Rachel showed me that article in a research frenzy. I dug through archives, made calls and