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chapter 52: The Therapist
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2026-03-23 02:59:43
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The Second Wife's Revenge Chapter 107: The Evidence Review
Rodriguez called three days later. "We need you at the field office. Now."Her voice was tight. Urgent. Not good news.Marcus drove me. My belly pressed against the seatbelt. Seven months pregnant now. Getting harder to move. To breathe. To do anything.But when FBI called, you went.The conference room was covered in documents. Thousands of pages spread across tables. Walls lined with timeline boards. Photos. Names. Connections mapped in red string like a conspiracy theorist's nightmare.Except this was real.Rodriguez looked exhausted. Dark circles under her eyes. Coffee cup shaking slightly in her hand."We've been going through Schaffer's evidence for seventy-two hours straight. Brought in analysts. Forensic accountants. Everyone."She gestured to the documents. "This is bigger than we thought."Robert sat in the corner. Looking small. Scared. He'd been here too. Helping verify names. Confirm details.Schaffer stood near the window. Calm. Composed. Like he'd been waiting for this
The Second Wife's Revenge Chapter 106: Schaffer's Truth
Martin Schaffer's law office was exactly what you'd expect from a man who'd defended Julian Cross and gotten rich doing it. Top floor of a Midtown high-rise. Mahogany furniture. Original art. Floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking Central Park.I sat in his waiting room wearing a wire under my maternity dress, my daughter kicking nervously inside me. Or maybe that was my nervousness.Either way, when Schaffer's secretary said "He'll see you now," I took a breath and walked into the lion's den.Schaffer stood when I entered. Still imposing at seventy-two. Sharp-eyed. Perfectly dressed in a charcoal suit."Ms. Winters. Or should I say Mrs. Rhodes now? Congratulations on your marriage. And the baby.""Thank you for seeing me.""I was surprised by your call. Our last interaction was adversarial.""You were doing your job."He gestured to a chair. "Please, sit. Can I get you anything? Water? Tea?""Water would be nice."He poured from a crystal decanter. Expensive. Everything in this office
The Second Wife's Revenge chapter 105: The FBI Debriefing
The FBI conference room was stark. White walls. Metal table. Recording equipment blinking red.Robert sat across from Agent Rodriguez and two other agents I didn't recognize. I was there as witness and victim. Marcus as my support. Rachel Cohen representing Robert legally. Pro bono, because even cowards deserve lawyers.Rodriguez slid a non-disclosure agreement across the table. "Everything said in this room is classified until we say otherwise. Understood?"Robert signed. Then began to talk."Start from the beginning. When did you first encounter The Covenant?""1999. I was working for Ashford Industries. Chief Financial Officer. I noticed irregularities. Money disappearing. Offshore transfers. I reported it to Victor Ashford.""What did Victor say?""He said he'd handle it. Instead, he introduced me to Julian Cross. Said Cross was a consultant who could help streamline operations. That was my first Covenant meeting."Robert described it. Private club. Wealthy men. Exclusive. Surface
The Second Wife's Revenge chapter 104: The First Session
Dr. Morgan's office felt smaller with three people in it. Me on the couch where I'd sat for months unpacking trauma. Marcus in the chair beside me, supportive presence. And Robert Ashford across from us, the stranger who was supposed to be my father, looking like he'd rather be anywhere else.Dr. Morgan sat in her usual spot, clipboard in lap, kind eyes assessing."Thank you all for coming," she began. "This won't be easy. But healing rarely is."She set down the clipboard. "Before we begin, let's establish some ground rules. This is a safe space. Everything said here stays here unless it poses immediate danger to someone."We all nodded."Aria, you've asked your father to attend therapy. What do you hope to accomplish?""I want answers. Real answers. Not excuses. Not justification. Just truth.""Robert, are you willing to provide that?"He shifted. Nervous. "Yes. I'll answer anything.""Good. Marcus, you're here as support for Aria. But if you have questions or feelings, you're welco
The Second Wife's Revenge Chapter 103: The Choice
Robert stared at my belly for a long time. "Come home," I'd said. As if it were simple. As if twenty-four years of abandonment could be erased with an invitation. Finally, he spoke. "There are things you need to know first. Things that will make you hate me more than you already do." I was six months pregnant. Exhausted. My back ached. My feet hurt. And I was done with secrets. "Then tell me. All of it. No more lies." Robert looked around the café. Too public. Too exposed. "Not here. Somewhere private." We went back to our hotel. Small room. Three chairs. Robert sat facing us. "When I faked my death, I didn't just run. I made a deal." My stomach sank. "With who?" "With someone inside The Covenant. Someone who wanted Cross gone. I agreed to disappear, testify if ever needed, in exchange for protection." "Who?" Marcus asked. Robert took a breath. "Martin Schaffer." I froze. "The attorney who defended Cross?" "Back then, Schaffer was a prosecutor. Investigating The Covenant
The Second Wife's Revenge Chapter 102: Vienna
Vienna was beautiful in winter. Snow dusting the rooftops of baroque buildings. Christmas markets filling the air with cinnamon and roasted chestnuts.I couldn't enjoy any of it.We'd been here two days. Two days of following cold leads and dead ends. Two days of showing Robert Ashford's photo to hotel staff who shook their heads. Two days of my daughter kicking impatiently inside me, as if to say: can we go home now?I was beginning to think this was pointless.Then Marcus got a call from the private investigator we'd hired locally.Heinrich Mueller. Austrian. Former police detective. Specialized in finding people who didn't want to be found.Marcus answered. Listened. Face changing."Where?" he asked. Then, "We'll be there in twenty minutes."He hung up. Looked at me."He found him."My heart stopped. "Where?""Small pension in Leopoldstadt. Second district. Your father checked in under a different name but the hotel clerk recognized the photo. Confirmed he's there now."The room sp
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