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RECLAIMING MY LIFE FROM THE UNTOUCHABLE CEO chapter 292
POV: Hazel"I did not cut that tape, Hazel. I swear it on my mother's life, and she is the only thing I have left that Vincent has not ruined. Please look at my hands. Please look at me."Interview Room B had gray walls, a metal table, and a red camera light blinking in the corner. Penelope sat with her palms flat on the tabletop. Someone had let her wash them. The skin was scrubbed pink, yet a thin line of garden dirt still hid under every nail.Her red coat was gone. Without it she looked like a girl in a borrowed sweatshirt, and I hated that my heart noticed."I am not here to hear promises," I said, and sat across from her. Julian waited outside with Reyes. Penelope had asked for me alone, and I had said yes before I could think. "Start with the car."Her throat moved. "A week before the Alder gala, Vincent called me into the office. He said Mr. Daniel wanted you driven home safely. A kindness. He told me to book a driver from a small firm. A man named Walter Pryce.""You booked h
RECLAIMING MY LIFE FROM THE UNTOUCHABLE CEO chapter 291
POV: Hazel"Tears do not cut tape, Hazel," Detective Reyes said. "A steady hand did that, with a surgical blade, less than two days ago. Somebody stood in that garden before us. They smoked three cigarettes while they waited."He placed the little silver recorder on the steel table as if it might bite him. The police lab smelled of bleach and burnt coffee. Lights buzzed overhead like trapped flies. It was seven in the morning, I had not slept, and my fingernails were still black with frozen earth.Julian sat beside me with a gray blanket over his shoulders. He would never admit the cold had reached him. His eyes did not leave the recorder."Show us everything," he said. "Slowly. Name each piece."A technician named Dana Okafor stepped forward in blue gloves. Five numbered bags lay in a neat row."Evidence one," she said. "The recorder. Silver, dented on one corner. The battery inside is brand new. Someone changed it this week.""Why would anyone do that?" I asked."So it would play,"
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POV: Hazel"Nobody move," Reyes whispered into the dark garden. "The gate was locked from the inside, and I smell cigarette smoke. Julian, Hazel, stay behind me. Someone has been standing here all night."We had driven out to the Daniel estate before sunrise, three cars with their headlights off for the last mile. Frost glittered on the lawn. The sky had turned the color of old pearls. At the back of the property, behind a stone wall and a rusty gate, lay the family garden where Margaret Daniel had been buried twenty years ago. Rose bushes stood in black rows, bare of leaves, their thorns bright with ice.On the drive I had asked him if he was sure he was well enough. "No," he said. "But if my father buried the truth, I want to be the one who digs it up.""We will dig it up together.""Together," he said, and the word sounded less strange than it had last night.Julian walked beside me in a borrowed coat, still pale, refusing every offer of a wheelchair. His hand held mine so tightly
RECLAIMING MY LIFE FROM THE UNTOUCHABLE CEO chapter 289
POV: Hazel"Open it," Julian said, and his hand covered mine on the cream colored envelope. "My father has not touched this family in five years. Please. Read it out loud, so I can hear him say it."My fingers trembled as I slid a nail under the flap. The paper inside was thick and soft, folded in thirds. A faint smell rose from it, dried roses and old ink. The monitor beeped. Outside the window the sky was still black, but far away at the edge of the city there was a thin gray line.I thought of the white roses on my dressing table, the cool petals against my cheek, the way my pulse slowed when I smelled them. I had always believed they came from the theater. They had come from a lonely man in the dark, wishing he could do more.I unfolded the page and began to read."Dear Hazel. You do not know me, but I know your feet. I know the sound they make on a bare stage. I have sat in Row F for three years, and I have watched a girl tell the truth with her body when no one in my house knew
RECLAIMING MY LIFE FROM THE UNTOUCHABLE CEO chapter 288
POV: Hazel"Do not call it a heart attack," Julian rasped from the hospital bed. "That would be easier. The doctors say my heart is strong. It is everything else that is breaking."It was three in the morning. The monitor beside his bed beeped in a soft green rhythm, and the room smelled of antiseptic and weak tea. A thin blue blanket covered him up to the chest. I sat in a plastic chair that had already left a mark on my back. My emerald gown was creased and stained with floor wax. I had not changed. I had not wanted to leave him even for ten minutes.Down the hall a cleaning cart rattled past, and somewhere a baby cried, thin and far away. The ordinary sounds made the room feel strangely safe, like the inside of a held breath."The doctor called it a panic attack," I said. "Stress and no sleep. He says you must rest for two days.""I do not rest.""You will now."A ghost of a smile crossed his tired face. Then it faded. "Hazel. About tonight. What I did on that stage.""I am still a
RECLAIMING MY LIFE FROM THE UNTOUCHABLE CEO chapter 287
POV: Hazel"Julian, get away from that microphone," I begged under my breath, though he was far too distant to hear me. "Whatever you are about to say, it is not yours to carry. I never asked you to be my shield."He stood alone on the stage under a white spotlight. His tie was perfectly straight. His hands were not. I could see them trembling from where I stood, and I knew that every person in the ballroom could see it too."My name is Julian Daniel," he began. "Most of you know me as the Ice King. You have read that name in newspapers for years. Tonight I would like to explain why it fits."A murmur ran through the crowd. Cameras lifted higher."The recording you heard was cut and rearranged. My wife's real words were different, and they were kinder to me than I deserved. But I will not stand here and let her defend herself against a story that I wrote.""Julian," I whispered."Five years ago, I thought I owed Hazel Daniel everything. I never told her how I felt. I never told her an
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