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CHAPTER 71 The Days Before the Warning

Crestfield’s reply was circled in blue on the timeline, 16:42. Outgoing.I had stared at that line so many times that I could almost recite it from memory, as everything we had discovered over the past few weeks seemed to lead back to it. But I was beginning to wonder if we had been looking in the wrong direction.“Can we go through the left side again?” I asked my lawyer.She uncapped her pen and leaned over the timeline.“There isn't much to go through,” she said. “The first warning reached you here.”She tapped the date with her pen.“Most of the records we have start a few hours after that.”I looked at the pages spread across the table. “Then why does this timeline look so full?” I asked“Because everyone started writing things down after the warning. Emails were saved, meetings were recorded, and people began documenting every conversation.”I moved closer to the table and studied the dates.There were pages of information after the warning. Before it, there were only a few entri

CHAPTER 72 The Man Who Wouldn’t Answer

I placed the reissue entry on the table before Kobi arrived. It was face up, with a glass of water beside it.The glass wasn't for me.The meeting room on the second floor had one window overlooking the car park. The table was too large for two people, but I didn't mind. I had chosen the room because the door closed properly. I wanted a quiet conversation without people walking in and out.Kobi arrived ten minutes past nine, carrying the folder he had taken away during our last meeting.It was thicker than before.He sat in the same chair, the one nearest the door, and placed the folder on the table. Even after sitting down, he kept one hand on it.I looked at him.“What did you find?” I asked.“Some of it.”He opened the folder and pulled out two pages. He turned them towards me, then seemed to change his mind and pulled them back.“I can tell you what I handled,” he said. “But I can't tell you everywhere the document set went.”“Then let's start with what you handled.”Kobi explaine

CHAPTER 73 The Family That Changed Its Mind

The little boy had been sitting in the same chair for nearly twenty minutes.I noticed him when I came through reception. His mother sat beside him, reading something on her phone; every few seconds, she looked towards the treatment corridor, then back at the screen.A nurse stood near the desk, speaking quietly to her.“Is something wrong?” I asked.The nurse turned. “Mrs. Bennett wants to speak to someone before her son goes in. She has questions about the reports in the news.”“Have you explained what we know?” I asked“I tried, but she wants to speak to you.”Mrs. Bennett looked up when she heard my voice; she locked her phone and slipped it into her bag.“Dr. Tina,” she called“Good morning. Is everything all right?” I askedShe glanced at her son. “I don't know,” she saidThe boy was drawing on the back of an old appointment card; he had coloured one corner so heavily that the paper was beginning to tear. I pulled a chair closer.“Would you like us to speak somewhere quieter?”

CHAPTER 74 The Meeting At Four

Charles POVThe message came in just after ten.I was going through the notes from my investigator when my phone vibrated beside the folder.It was Adrian.The location is confirmed. Four o'clock. I'll send you the address shortly. He still insists you must be there.I read the last sentence again.He still insists you must be there.I put the phone down and returned to the page in front of me. I had been looking at the same paragraph for several minutes without taking in a word.Someone had agreed to meet Adrian, but only on the condition that I attended.Why?I had no reason to believe the meeting was about me. Adrian had been trying to get information from this contact, and perhaps my presence was connected to something in the records I had been investigating. But that was only a possibility. I had no evidence to support it.I picked up my phone and called him.He answered after the third ring."You got the message?" Adrian asked."Yes.""Good.""That's all you have to say?"There

CHAPTER 75 A Name From the Past

Charles POVThe contact had not answered my last question.He sat across from me with one hand resting on the folder, watching as I examined the document again. Adrian was beside me, unusually quiet.I had agreed to attend the meeting because Adrian had insisted that the person wanted to speak to me specifically. He had also made it clear that Charles's presence was a condition, not a suggestion.I was beginning to understand why he had been reluctant to explain.The document contained a name I recognised from my earlier investigation into Wesley Corp. I had encountered it while reviewing old business records and speaking to people whose contracts had ended under circumstances they still struggled to explain.But seeing the name here raised a different question."Where did you get this?" I asked.The man looked at the document."My name is Martin Hale," he said. "I think we should at least get that out of the way."I looked up."You asked us to come here without introducing yourself pr

CHAPTER 76 THE DECISION AT THE DOOR

CHARLES POVI sat in my car and took out the document; the reference number was clear. I photographed both pages and sent them to my investigator with a message asking to check whether the number appeared in any of the old Wesley Corp records that had already been collected.I also asked her to find out whether the records office still existed and whether there was a way to trace requests for the original collection.I didn't want her contacting anyone yet. First, I needed to understand what we were dealing with.My phone vibrated; it was Adrian.Don't tell Tina what we discussed at the meeting. I read the message again.I was already uncomfortable with how much he had withheld from me; this made it worse.I typed a reply. Why?There was no immediate response. After waiting a moment, I called him.He answered after the second ring. "What exactly are you asking me to keep from her?" I asked."Just give me a little time," he said."For what?""To establish something first."I tightened m

Chapter 77 The Communication They Asked For

The parents returned shortly after noon. The mother still had her handbag over one shoulder, and her husband carried the small bag he had brought to our earlier meeting. They looked tired. I wondered how much of the time between our conversations they had spent discussing the decision they were about to make. I stood as they entered. “Have you had a chance to talk it through?” I asked. The mother nodded and sat down. Her husband took the seat beside her. “We've decided we'd like to explore moving our child's care to another centre,” he said. “We think another opinion might help us feel more settled.” I took my seat opposite them. “Have you spoken to another centre?” “We've made an enquiry,” he replied. “But nothing has been arranged yet.” “All right. We can help you understand the steps and prepare the records you'll need if you decide to go ahead.” The mother looked at me for a moment. “Are you not going to ask us to reconsider?” “I would like you to feel comfortable keep

CHAPTER 78 Charles's Other Problem

The reference number was still on my desk when I returned to the office. I had written it on a sheet of paper beside the date and the name of the company. My investigator had received photographs of both pages, along with a request to check the number against the old Wesley Corp records. I opened the folder again. The summaries were arranged in chronological order. I had spent days putting them together, comparing the companies, their proposed partnerships, and what happened after information was shared. Four companies had now appeared in my investigation. Renfield Tool & Stamping, Aldercroft Precision, Whitlow & Sons Components, and Castellan Diecasting. Their circumstances were different, but the pattern in their records was becoming difficult to ignore. What bothered me was how much I still didn't know. I had dates, brief accounts of meetings, and records of what happened to the businesses afterward. But I didn't have the complete history of how the decisions had been made.

Chapter 79 The Question Nobody Asked

Tina PovI knew the meeting was supposed to take forty minutes because Sarah had written the time beside it on my schedule. She had also added a note that two department heads had other commitments afterwards.I arrived with my notebook and the latest copy of our internal procedures. We were reviewing how the foundation handled research-related requests, patient information, staff responsibilities, and record approvals.After everything that had happened over the past few weeks, I wanted to know that the ordinary parts of our work were still running as they should.The meeting room was already occupied when I entered.Miriam sat near the window, going through a printed document. Two members of the administrative team were seated opposite her, while the staff member responsible for coordinating procedure records had his laptop open in front of him."Sorry I'm late," I said, taking the empty chair."You're not," Miriam replied. "We were just getting started."I placed my notebook on the

CHAPTER 80 The Wrong Person to Blame

The following morning, I reviewed the records with my lawyer. One name caught my attention halfway down the administrative record.I had seen it before in the circulation history. This time, it appeared beside an entry connected to the revised guidance.I placed the record beside the two versions of the procedure and read the entry again.My lawyer looked up from her notes."Is that the person you were looking for?" she asked."I think so."She held out her hand, and I passed her the page.After checking the date and reference number, she looked at me."What do you think this tells us?""That the revised guidance passed through her.""Possibly. But what does the entry actually say?"I took the page back and read the description again.It identified the person associated with the administrative action. There was a reference number, a date and a short description. Nothing explained who had requested the revision or who had approved it."She could have prepared the revised copy," I said.

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