Todos los capítulos de The Second Wife's Revenge : Capítulo 101 - Capítulo 105

"My father is alive?"The words came out strangled. FBI Agent Rodriguez set down a file folder. The kind that holds life-changing information in manila and paperclips."We don't know for certain. But we've found evidence suggesting Robert Ashford didn't die in that car accident twenty-four years ago."I was six months pregnant. My father had been dead my entire conscious life. And now, maybe, he wasn't.I pressed my hand to my belly. My daughter kicked. Rodriguez opened the file. Photographs spilled out. A car. Twisted metal. Burned wreckage at the bottom of a ravine."The accident happened when you were three. Your father's car went off a bridge in upstate New York. The body was burned beyond recognition. Identified by dental records.""I remember my mother telling me. He was gone. Just gone.""Except." Rodriguez pulled out another document. "New forensic analysis prompted by our Covenant investigation shows the dental records don't match Robert Ashford's military records. The body

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 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