The Whole Truth Baldacci Novels & Stories

Case stepped forward, his eyes shifting back and forth with hostility. My brothers were honest men who ran their pasta company. They worked long hours and made a quality product that had been in our family for generations. Even when the price of goods rose, they did their best to keep their product at the same price for customers. They made a handsome living from the enterprise, but at the cost of their blood, sweat, and tears. Honest men like them would have no idea who my captor was. They wouldn’t understand the true ramifications of the situation. “His name is Balto. I don’t know his last name.” Case’s entire body slackened noticeably, like that name meant something to him.

“Your forty-eight hours are up too, Liam. Time to choose. You can walk away, lick your wounds, try to pick up the pieces of your life after my war is over. Or you can pick up a weapon.” “What’s the weapon?” “The truth.Every truth. About the company. About the trial. About the money. About the secret daughter he’s hiding. We flood the zone. We burn his carefully constructed world down to the foundation.” She took a step closer. “But it’s messy. It’s ugly. And your name, your life, it gets dragged through the same fire. There’s no clean way out for you now. Only through.” I thought of Maya, alone in that sterile room. I thought of my mother, hiding in a bathroom. I thought of Daniel, smiling a

“You want honesty? I’ll tell you everything. Everything I know. Just get me out of here.” “She’s lying,” came a quiet voice from the cell next to mine. “Before she even opens her mouth, she is lying. It’s all lies. She’s been working with Svetlana for weeks,” the girl whispered, voice shaking. “They dragged me into it because I owed Svetlana money. I was the nurse you met at the hospital, Mr. Morelli. I brought the headset for Sareena to listen to, but thanks to the people who actually care about your other granddaughter, she survived the mental torture they planned.” Her voice was small, scared and she was about to ruin me.

“I’m not interested in excuses.” “Sir, I have a family—” “And you should’ve considered them before committing fraud.” I tapped the security button. Two guards appeared instantly. “Hale,” I said quietly, “you’re terminated. Effective immediately.” “Sir, please—I can fix this—” “You had months to fix it. You chose to hide it.” He shook, desperate, but it was done. “And Hale,” I added as the guards took his arms, “everyone on this floor needs to understand something.”

he asked. "The truth," I said. "The unvarnished, uncurated, messy, and painful truth." I gave him the combination. "It's his medical records from Switzerland. The police report from the foundation fire. The letter from his father that explains everything. The real story of the alley. It's all in there. It's not a fairy tale, and it's not a tragedy written by a jilted lover. It's just... life. The good, the bad, and the unforgivable."

Sandra asked. "In one respect, it certainly does," I replied. "In all my years at Thames House, I have never had an assignment like this. And yet here I am, working with you, Brian Flynn, and Hector Nelson. I am in no position to mention anything about Flynn to Hector or about Hector to Flynn. How could I refuse either of them?" "It has the makings of a conflict of interest," Sandra said. "On paper, I suppose it does, Sandra," I agreed.” but as long as we concentrate on discovering the truth, we should be all right as that will help both Flynn and Hector."

attraction. As the evening drew to a close, Julian approached Rory, his smile warm and genuine. "You've outdone yourself, Rory. This has been an unforgettable night." Rory's heart skipped a beat as Julian's hand brushed against hers, sending a spark of electricity through her entire body. As the days turned into weeks, Rory and Julian's relationship blossomed. They would meet for coffee, discussing everything from business to their personal lives. But one fateful evening, as they strolled along the riverfront, Rory stumbled upon a shocking discovery. A news article on her phone revealed that Julian Blackwood was, in fact, an alias. His real name was Ethan Wright, a man with a shady past and

But desperation makes people sloppy. They forgot one thing. The Council. Half of them were mine long before Alessandro put on his first tailored suit. So tonight, I sent a message. One councilman. Disappeared. Another? Publicly exposed for funds tied to human trafficking fake, of course. But no one questioned. I control the court they think they rule. I let Valentina think she’s the heroine. But this isn’t a love story. It’s a tragedy. And I’m the narrator. Valentina's POV

Bought for ten million gold coins by a man who claimed he wanted nothing. Who was he really? Why her? And what did he mean by “a truth”? Something told her this was only the beginning. And Kael… wasn’t just any Alpha. He was hiding something. Something that could change everything.

My mother opened it and looked at it. “What on earth?” Our mother said. Alana and Tattia went over and looked at the pictures. “When did this happen?” Our mother asked her. “This Morning around six . My first night here, your intended daughter-in-law showed up at my home with a security detail and decided to threaten me. I shot her security detail in the foot. Friday evening after I left your launch party, I headed to a hotel because I needed some sleep. She showed up at my workplace on Saturday morning, telling me to stay away from your son.” Alessandra said