Mag-log inScarlett's POV "Spencer," I said immediately the call ended He looked up from the kitchen counter, the low light caught the edge of the glass he’d been holding. “Nicholas’s mother kept copies," I said sharply. "Everything we need to know and she's ready to turn them over." Spencer set the glass down. “Ashfield needs to know.” I was already dialing. The screen lit up in my fingers and Ashfield answered on the first ring. I put her on speaker. "Hello," her voice came out flat. "It's Scarlett, Nicholas just called." I said quickly. "He said his mother kept copies, documents, everything we need to know and she's ready to turn them over." There was a short pause on the other end. I could hear the faint click of a keyboard. “How long has she had them?” Ashfield asked. "A long time, she took them before she left the estate." I said. "She’s been holding them.” Spencer stayed still, watching the phone like it might say something else. "We're on our way, Richard's coming in on th
Nicholas's POV “What did you know, Mom?” I asked quietly.She looked at the floor for a long time, her hands were tight on the arms of the chair. “After the accident I knew something was wrong almost immediately," she said finally, voice low. "Your father didn't tell me anything, but he was already on the phone before the police had barely finished the first report and then he was telling everyone we needed to accept she was dead.""I remember that," I said leaning forward. "It was hours after she signed the divorce papers and I thought I'd killed her.""Yes, your father was..." She paused, shaking her head once. "He was organized, like the steps were already written down somewhere.""Did you ask him about it?" I asked. "If he was somehow involved?""I tried to," she said quietly. "He said certain things were family matters and shouldn't leave the house. Everytime I pushed, that was the answer, so after awhile I stopped pushing."She wiped under one eye with the side of her thumb.“
Nicholas's POV I turned around. My father stood in the doorway, one hand still on the frame, the other in his pocket. “I left a folder here,” I said calmly. “Contract notes. I need them for a call in the morning. The desk said you’d already gone.”He nodded once, like that settled it, and stepped inside. The door clicked shut behind him. He didn’t glance at the open drawers or the folders still on the desk. He just walked to the window and looked out at the city lights the way he always had.“How was Germany?” he asked."It was fine," I straightened up. "Long but productive enough.""I'm glad," My father stayed at the window, watching the city the way he always did when he was deciding how much interest to show. “Meetings went well?”“Well enough," I said calmly. "The usual back-and-forth. Nothing that couldn’t wait until I was back.”He gave short nod. I kept my hands loose at my sides and resisted the urge to glance at the open drawer behind me.“What about the children?” he asked
Nicholas's POV "I should go," I pushed the chair back. "I need sleep before I say something useless.""Okay," Scarlett nodded. "You should say goodbye to the kids first."The kids were already in the living room when I came in. Valeria had her pencils and a scarp of paper."Am done with the laundry," Aiden said when he saw us. "Dad can we watch the echo video now?""Sorry Aiden, I have to go." I said. "I'm pretty tired from the flight. "If I stay I'll start talking nonsense.""But you just got here," Aiden blinked repeatedly."I know," I said softly. "I promise I'll come back tomorrow and we'll watch the echo video."Aiden’s mouth pulled down. "You swear?""I swear," I said. "I’ll text when I’m on the way.""You shouldn't forget," Valeria looked up from the pencil. "He’ll wait by the window again.""I won’t forget." I ruffled Aiden’s hair and squeezed Valeria’s shoulder. "I'll walk you to the door," Scarlett said.We stepped out onto the landing and the evening air hit cooler than b
Scarlett's POV I picked up my phone and called Ashfield on the secure line. She answered on the first ring."You should open the files now," She said.I reached for the tablet on the side table, unlocked it and pulled up the new folder. . Nicholas moved from the chair to the dining table, while Spencer came out of the kitchen and stood on the other side, arms folded, watching the screen over my shoulder as the documents loaded."His name is Daniel Jackson," Ashfield’s voice stayed flat. "He has no formal complaints or loud associations. On paper he looks clean."I scrolled through the first PDF file which was incorporate fillings and signature pages. There were the same neat, slightly cramped handwriting over and over again. Nicholas leaned in until his shoulder almost touched mine and he stared at one of the signature pages for a few seconds, then sat back hard in the chair."I know that name," he said quietly."From where?" Spencer asked."From board meetings," Nicholas rubbed his
Scarlett's POV Aiden was already at the window the moment he heard that cab. He was downstairs and outside before Nicholas had even fully gotten out the cab and hugged him the moment he saw his. His face buried in Nicholas's coat for a few seconds while Nicholas's hand settled on the back of his head. Valeria came down and walked straight into the second hug without making him ask and Nicholas said something low against her head that made her mouth twitch. I stayed on the top step and watched them. The afternoon light caught the side of Nicholas’s face. He looked tired from the flight, but the tiredness seemed to go away for a moment once both kids were under his arms, and I felt myself smiling before I could stop it. Spence was quiet behind me in the door. Nicholas looked up and met my eyes over the kids’ heads. "Hey,' he said carefully. "Hey," I repeated. "How was the flight?" "It was long but worth it,". He ruffled Aiden’s hair and adjusted the strap of the small bag on his







