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The Fallout

Penulis: Astral
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-04-29 17:00:43

The rest of Monday was a disaster.

Not the kind of disaster with yelling or crying or thrown objects. That would have been easier. This was the quiet kind — the kind where two people share the same fifteen feet of hallway and pretend the other doesn't exist.

Emma threw herself into work.

She answered emails she had been ignoring for weeks. She reorganized Chloe's filing system. She updated the transition document to 162 pages. She did everything except look at Nick's office door.

Nick stay
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    The news of Arthur Webb's arrest spread quickly.Olivia called, screaming with joy. Eleanor wept quietly on the phone. Chloe sent a dozen roses. Even the nurses at the hospital where Hope was born sent a card. It felt like the whole world was celebrating.But for Daniel, the celebration was personal.He had spent weeks watching Rachel heal. He had seen her flinch at strange sounds, wake from nightmares, struggle to believe that she deserved happiness. He had held her hand through therapy sessions, sat with her in silence, reminded her over and over that she was not broken. He had watched her learn to trust again — first Emma, then Nick, then him.And now, with Arthur Webb finally in custody, Rachel seemed different. Lighter. Like a weight had been lifted from her shoulders.Daniel wanted to tell her how he felt. But he was afraid.---Rachel invited Daniel to her apartment for dinner on a Saturday.She spent the whole day preparing. She cleaned every surface. She bought fresh flowers

  • Loving Mr. Vance in Silence   The Manhunt

    The warrant was issued on a Wednesday.Detective Marquez called Emma at 8:00 AM. The words tumbled out of her — Canadian authorities had been notified, the alias was confirmed, the last known address was being watched. Arthur Webb had been living in a small town outside Vancouver for the past twelve years. He had a house. A garden. A routine."He doesn't know we're onto him," Marquez said. "We're going to keep it that way."Emma sat on the couch, Hope nursing at her breast, Nick beside her with his ear pressed to the phone."When are you moving in?" Nick asked."Tonight. We have a team in place. Local RCMP are assisting."Emma's heart pounded. "Be careful.""We will."Marquez hung up.Emma looked at Nick. His face was pale,但他的 eyes were bright."Tonight," Nick said."Tonight."---The day crawled.Emma couldn't focus. She tried to work — responded to emails, reviewed notes from Healing Hearts — but her mind kept drifting to Vancouver, to the house, to the man who had stolen her childh

  • Loving Mr. Vance in Silence   Confrontation

    Emma stood in the dusty office, the letter trembling in her hands. Nick stood beside her, his face pale, his jaw tight. The bank records were spread across the desk — transfers, large sums of money, paid to an offshore account. The evidence was clear.Edward Vance had helped Arthur Webb escape."Nick," Emma whispered.Nick didn't answer. He was staring at the letter, at his father's signature at the bottom. He had seen that signature a thousand times — on contracts, on checks, on birthday cards. But this was different. This was a confession."We need to talk to your mother," Emma said.Nick looked at her. "She knew.""We don't know that.""She knew everything. She had to."Emma took his hand. "Then let's find out."---Eleanor was in the living room, sitting on the couch, her hands folded in her lap. She looked up when Emma and Nick walked in. Her eyes were red. She had been crying."Did you find what you were looking for?" Eleanor asked.Nick held up the letter. "Did you know about t

  • Loving Mr. Vance in Silence   The Investigator

    The private investigator arrived on a Monday.His name was Marcus Cole — retired FBI, gray hair, sharp eyes, a limp from a bullet he took twenty years ago. Daniel had found him through a contact at the foundation. He came highly recommended and charged accordingly.Emma met him in the penthouse. Nick was at work. Hope was with Olivia. The apartment was quiet."Mrs. Vance," Cole said, extending his hand. "Thank you for seeing me.""Thank you for coming."Cole sat on the couch. He pulled out a notebook and a pen. "Your brother-in-law filled me in on the basics. But I need to hear it from you. From the beginning."Emma sat across from him. She took a breath."When I was eight years old, a man named Arthur Webb kidnapped me. He kept me in a basement for seven days. There was a boy there too — a boy named Nicholas Vance. He's my husband now."Cole wrote something in his notebook."Arthur Webb was convicted and sent to prison," Emma continued. "But he faked his death fifteen years ago. A pr

  • Loving Mr. Vance in Silence   Breaking News

    The call came on a Friday afternoon.Emma was in the nursery, rocking Hope to sleep. The baby was fussy — teething, probably — and Emma had been walking her around the room for nearly an hour. Her arms ached. Her back hurt. But every time she tried to put Hope down, the baby screamed.Her phone buzzed on the nightstand. Detective Marquez.Emma's heart stopped. She grabbed the phone with one hand, still holding Hope with the other."Mrs. Vance," Marquez said. "Gerald Crane is talking."Emma sat down in the rocking chair, Hope still crying on her shoulder. "What did he say?""He confirmed that Arthur Webb is alive. He helped him escape from prison fifteen years ago."Emma's throat tightened. "Fifteen years?""Arthur paid him $500,000. Cash. Money he had hidden from his business dealings with Edward Vance."Emma closed her eyes. Fifteen years. Arthur Webb had been free for fifteen years. Walking the streets. Living a life. Maybe watching. Maybe waiting."Where is he now?" Emma asked."Cr

  • Loving Mr. Vance in Silence   Arthur Webb

    The week after the news about Arthur Webb was the longest of Emma's life.Not because anything happened. Because nothing happened. The police had no leads. Gerald Crane had disappeared — no forwarding address, no phone number, no digital footprint. The money that had funded Arthur's escape had been traced to a shell company in the Cayman Islands, and from there, the trail went cold.Emma tried to live normally. She fed Hope. She changed diapers. She sat on the couch and watched mindless television while her daughter slept on her chest. But her mind was elsewhere — in a basement, twenty-five years ago, with chains on her wrists and a boy holding her hand.Nick noticed. Of course he noticed."You're not sleeping," Nick said one night. They were lying in bed, the room dark, Hope in her bassinet beside them.Emma stared at the ceiling. "I'm sleeping.""You're lying.""I'm thinking.""Same thing."Emma turned to face him. The moonlight came through the window, casting shadows across his fa

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