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The Warrant

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The word warrant echoes in my head.

For a moment, I’m not sure I heard Adrian correctly.

“For… me?” I whisper.

Marcus straightens instantly in his chair. “Wait.” He looks between us. “You’re serious?”

Adrian nods once. “Yes.”

My stomach drops. “That’s impossible.”

Marcus rubs his face slowly. “Unfortunately, it’s very possible.”

I stare at him. “What do you mean?”

He gestures toward the tablet. “The financial trail Margaret created. The insurance amendment. The crash.” He exhales. “To
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  • UNTIL YOU REMEMBER ME   The Warrant

    The word warrant echoes in my head. For a moment, I’m not sure I heard Adrian correctly. “For… me?” I whisper. Marcus straightens instantly in his chair. “Wait.” He looks between us. “You’re serious?” Adrian nods once. “Yes.” My stomach drops. “That’s impossible.” Marcus rubs his face slowly. “Unfortunately, it’s very possible.” I stare at him. “What do you mean?” He gestures toward the tablet. “The financial trail Margaret created. The insurance amendment. The crash.” He exhales. “To a prosecutor who doesn’t know the full story… that looks extremely bad.” My chest tightens painfully. “They think I planned it.” Adrian’s voice remains calm. “Yes.” Marcus nods reluctantly. “And if Margaret sent that evidence herself… she controlled the narrative.” The room feels colder. Because suddenly everything makes terrifying sense. Margaret Lawson didn’t just build the trap. She triggered it. Two days ago. The moment she transferred the money to the prosecutor’s office, she activat

  • UNTIL YOU REMEMBER ME   The Name They Used

    The room feels suddenly smaller. Too quiet. Too tight. On the tablet, my name still sits at the top of the transaction record. Recipient: Alessandra Valez Date: Two days ago Money transferred from Margaret Lawson’s shell account. Marcus exhales slowly. “Okay… before everyone starts accusing everyone else…” He taps the screen. “…we should probably confirm something.” My heart is still racing. “I didn’t open that account.” Adrian’s voice is calm but firm. “I know.” Marcus nods. “Yeah. That would be a pretty terrible villain twist.” I glare at him. He lifts his hands. “Just saying.” Adrian’s eyes remain on the tablet. “Pull up the bank profile.” Marcus scrolls through the file. “Already ahead of you.” A digital banking summary loads onto the screen. Name. Account number. Transaction history. Marcus squints. “Hmm.” Adrian glances at him. “What?” Marcus leans closer. “This account wasn’t opened recently.” My stomach twists. “How old is it?” Marcus sc

  • UNTIL YOU REMEMBER ME   The Enemy Who Knew Too Much

    The name sits on the screen like a ticking bomb. Victor Salazar. Marcus stares at the tablet. “Well,” he mutters slowly, “that’s… inconvenient.” I can barely breathe. Because suddenly the entire story becomes more complicated. More dangerous. Adrian’s voice is quiet but sharp. “Let me see.” Marcus slides the tablet across the table. Adrian studies the document carefully. His eyes scan every line. Every signature. Every timestamp. Then his jaw tightens. “It’s authentic.” My chest tightens. “You’re sure?” “Yes.” Marcus leans forward again. “Which means Salazar didn’t just hire someone to sabotage the car.” Adrian nods once. “He legally witnessed Margaret’s amendment to the policy.” My stomach twists. “That doesn’t make sense.” Marcus snorts. “Oh, it makes sense.” He taps the tablet. “It means they were working together.” Adrian doesn’t answer immediately. Instead, he keeps staring at the document. Like he’s looking for something hidden beneath the obvious conclusion. Final

  • UNTIL YOU REMEMBER ME   The Woman Who Built The Trap

    The question hangs in the room like a loaded weapon. What if Margaret Lawson didn’t want money… what if she wanted your company? Marcus exhales slowly. “Well. That would certainly explain the effort.” Adrian doesn’t react immediately. He studies the insurance document again, his eyes moving carefully across every line. Precise. Controlled. The way a lawyer dissects a contract that hides something dangerous. Finally, he speaks. “She didn’t just want Reyes Holdings.” Marcus raises an eyebrow. “Oh?” Adrian taps the screen once. “She wanted control of the board.” My pulse jumps. Marcus leans forward. “Explain.” Adrian enlarges a section of the report. “Look at the clause Margaret added.” Marcus squints. “Emergency executive restructuring… temporary leadership appointment…” His eyes widen slightly. “Oh.” My stomach tightens. “What does that mean?” Adrian’s voice stays calm. “If the CEO of Reyes Holdings dies unexpectedly… the board appoints an interim executive.” Marcus nods s

  • UNTIL YOU REMEMBER ME   The Game Within The Game

    The silence after my words feels heavier than everything that came before. Marcus is the first to react. He leans back slowly in his chair, staring at me like I just rearranged the entire board. “Hold on,” he says. “You’re telling me Margaret Lawson… wasn’t helping Salazar?” I don’t answer right away. Because the more I replay the video in my mind, the clearer it becomes. Margaret walking into Adrian’s office. Margaret saying Victor expected me to refuse. Margaret saying she came prepared. I shake my head slowly. “She knew what he was planning.” Adrian watches me carefully. “Yes.” “But she didn’t sound like someone following orders.” Marcus frowns. “She literally referenced Victor.” “Yes. But listen to the way she said it.” I look back at the paused screen on the tablet. At Margaret standing inside the office. Calm. Controlled. Almost… certain. “She said he expected me to refuse,” I continue. “That means she already knew what I was going to say.” Adrian’s eyes narrow sl

  • UNTIL YOU REMEMBER ME   The Face In The Headlights

    The video freezes on the screen. Rain streaks across the dark highway. My car sits in the frame, seconds before the moment that changed everything. Behind it— The black SUV. Marcus is still pointing at the screen. But he doesn’t say the name. Not yet. My pulse pounds harder. “Marcus,” I whisper. “Who is it?” Adrian’s voice is calm, but sharper now. “Answer her.” Marcus slowly lowers his hand. “You might want to sit down.” “I’m already sitting.” “Yeah,” he mutters. “But emotionally you might want a chair.” Adrian’s patience snaps. “Marcus.” Marcus exhales slowly. Then he says the name. “Victor Salazar.” The room goes completely silent. My stomach drops. “No.” Adrian’s eyes narrow slightly as he studies the frame again. Marcus points back at the screen. “Look at the jawline. The hairline. That’s him.” The headlights from my car illuminate the driver’s face for barely a second in the recording— But it’s enough. Enough to recognize the man behind the wheel. Victor Sa

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