로그인[POV: Lewis] (Location: Edinburgh)The forensics firm arrived Tuesday afternoon.David Nguyen, CyberTrace Solutions. Former MI5, sharp eyes, the kind of stillness that meant he missed nothing. He set up across the dining room table — multiple laptops, external drives, equipment Lewis couldn't name — and got to work without small talk."I need complete access," David said. "Personal devices, company systems, financial records, authorization logs. Everything."Lewis handed over all of it. Total transparency was the only move when you had nothing to hide."How long?" Yessica asked."Depends on what I find. But if the signatures were forged, I'll find it."The updates came daily. Wednesday: anomaly in authorization timestamps. Thursday: tracing IP addresses from fraudulent transactions. Friday: analyzing digital signature patterns for inconsistencies. Each update was technical and brief, and each one made Lewis feel something he hadn't felt in two weeks.Hope.Day eight, David called an
[POV: Regina] (Location: Edinburgh, Inverleith Park)Regina wasn't supposed to be at Inverleith Park on Saturday afternoon.Ethan was with Lewis this weekend. Court-ordered, scheduled to the hour. She knew that. Which was exactly why she hadn't thought twice about walking through the park on the way to dinner with David.Edinburgh was full of parks. The odds of running into them were—She saw them before they saw her.Lewis and Yessica on a bench near the climbing frames. Ethan running in circles with Rose, who was barely keeping up on her toddler legs but shrieking with delight anyway.Regina's first instinct was to turn around. Walk the other direction before anyone looked up.She didn't.Ethan fell. It wasn't dramatic — just a tumble in the woodchips, the kind that happened fifty times in any playground visit. He sat there for half a second, palm scraped, processing whether or not this required tears.Regina tensed.Lewis was already there. Kneeling in the woodchips, not rushing,
[POV: Yessica] (Location: Edinburgh)Tuesday morning, 6:47 AM.Lewis's side of the bed was cold. She already knew where he was before she got up.He was in the living room, same position as yesterday, sitting in the dark with the television off and his eyes fixed on nothing. One week since the fraud allegations. Five days since Judge Morrison took supervised visits. Three days since Catherine filed for grandparents' rights."Did you sleep at all?""Couple of hours." His voice was hollow. "Couldn't stop thinking about Ethan. Wednesday's the first supervised visit. What do I say to him about why a stranger is sitting in the room watching us?""You tell him you love him." Yessica kept her voice even. "That's enough for a three-year-old."Lewis didn't answer. He'd retreated somewhere she couldn't reach.She got Claire up at seven, made breakfast, packed the lunch, supervised teeth brushing while Rose banged her sippy cup on the high chair tray demanding toast. Lewis slept through all of
[POV: Yessica] (Location: Edinburgh)The amended motion sat on Eleanor's table like a live wire.Termination of parental rights upon conviction.Yessica read it twice. Lewis hadn't moved beside her, but she felt the shift in him — the way a person goes quiet when something crosses a line they didn't know existed until it was already crossed."She can file that," Eleanor said, keeping her voice low and even. "But a judge won't grant it without a conviction. Right now, our focus is today's hearing. We deal with what's in front of us."Judge Morrison entered. Everyone stood.Regina sat across the aisle with her lawyer, James Whitmore — expensive suit, reputation for aggressive tactics. She looked nervous. She kept glancing at Lewis, then away.Whitmore presented his case first: printed news articles, social media screenshots, stock price charts, and minutes from this morning's board meeting, all arranged into a neat portrait of a household in collapse."Mr. Sterling's household is unde
[POV: Lewis] (Location: Edinburgh)Lewis knotted his tie in front of the bathroom mirror at 6 AM, and his hands wouldn't stay still.Yessica appeared behind him in her robe, shadows under her eyes. They'd barely slept. "I can come with you.""You need to be at the custody hearing at two." He met her eyes in the mirror. "I'll have Marcus and the lawyers."What he didn't say: the board had already made up their minds. He'd read it in their weekend emails — the language of people preparing to act, not people preparing to listen.Marcus met him in the parking garage. Two lawyers flanked them with briefcases full of arguments that wouldn't change twelve votes already cast.Reporters mobbed the entrance. Microphones, cameras, questions fired from every angle."Mr. Sterling, did you embezzle company funds?""Will you resign today?"Lewis walked straight through without answering. His lawyers delivered the prepared statement at the door. He gave them nothing else.Inside the building, peopl
[POV: Yessica](Location: Edinburgh)Three news vans were parked outside before noon.Yessica counted them from the upstairs window — cameras assembled, journalists positioned, all of them aimed at one front door."Mama." Claire pressed against her side. "Why are those people out there?""They're doing their jobs, sweetheart." The lie came out smooth. "We're going to have a nice day inside, okay?"Claire accepted that. Yessica didn't.Downstairs, Lewis was pacing. She could track him by sound — living room to kitchen, kitchen to hallway, back again. The kind of silence that meant he was thinking somewhere she couldn't reach.She opened her laptop and immediately regretted it.#SterlingFraud was trending across every platform. Business publications that had praised Lewis for years were now dismantling him paragraph by paragraph. Twitter was worse — thousands calling him a thief, a criminal, a disgrace. Think pieces analyzing his "pattern of deception" were already live: the secret daug






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