Alle Kapitel von The Widow's Game: Kapitel 1 – Kapitel 6

Evangeline's Pov"She was holding up remarkably well.""Poor thing. So young to be a widow.""I heard she got his shares now."The whispers followed me like flies, and I let them because that’s what widows did. We floated through rooms in black dresses and let people say whatever they needed to say to make themselves feel better about death.I stood beside the casket with my hands folded and my head bowed. I counted the board members as they filed past, twelve of them showed up. Three were missing, I memorized who looked guilty, who looked scared, and who already seemed to be calculating how this changed the power structure at Harrow Industries.Daniel was in that box, and all they could think about was money and shares and who controlled what now. I should have been disgusted, but I was doing the same math, so maybe I didn’t get to judge."Mrs Harrow."The voice cut through the room like a knife, and everyone went quiet, not the respectful funeral quiet, but the prey-animal quiet whe

Evangeline's Pov“Mrs Harrow, if you’ll sign here.”The lawyer slid some papers across his fancy mahogany desk, and I stared at them like they might bite me. His office smelled like old books and expensive leather and coffee that had been sitting too long. My head was pounding from not sleeping and thinking way too much about last night and things I shouldn’t have done.I slept with my husband’s brother six hours after his funeral. Now, I was sitting in a lawyer’s office pretending I was a respectable widow who made respectable choices.“What exactly am I signing?” My voice sounded hollow even to me.“The transfer documents. Daniel’s shares in Harrow Industries are now legally yours. Thirty percent, like his will says.” The lawyer was old and gray and looked like he’d seen everything twice. “There’s one condition, though.”Of course there was. Nothing in this family came without strings.“What kind of condition?”“If you remarry within three years of Daniel’s death, the shares go auto

Evangeline's PovI stared at the note for the fifth time, my hands wanted to shake, but I would not let them because that would mean whoever sent this had won already, and I was not going to let that happen.The paper was thick and expensive. The kind you could only get from office supply closets in places like Harrow Industries, and the handwriting was careful and neat except for three words where the pen had pressed down harder, like whoever wrote this was angry or scared or both.But that was not what made my stomach feel like ice. My brain starts working overtime because anyone could have written those word, anyone could have been angry about a widow asking questions. But the details were what mattered and the details were very specific.The note mentioned the south site and Daniel's shares. It mentioned safety reports, those three things together meant only one thing which was that whoever sent this knew exactly what I was looking for. That meant they were inside the company, and