Alex's POV The call from Marcus lasted four minutes. I had stepped into the building's side corridor while Maya was still in the boardroom, the controlled noise of the media gathering outside already audible through the lobby glass. Four minutes of listening to a man I trusted tell me, with the careful precision of someone who understood what the answer meant, that there was nothing. No leads. No answers. Just silence where answers should have been. "Edwin Hargrove's death," I said, keeping my voice low. "Three years ago. Natural causes on record." "Natural causes on record," Marcus confirmed. "Cardiac event. The attending physician is credentialed, established, no anomalies in his professional history. The hospital documentation is clean." "But..." A pause. "The timing, Alex. A man who spends four years building an airtight legal structure to protect his daughter,
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