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Chapter 8: The Files Beneath the Surface

The interrogation room smelled like cold coffee and paper.

Claire slid the flash drive across the table.

“Everything’s on there,” she said. “Samuel Hart’s real financial records. The forged debts. Transfers through Elias Stone’s shell companies.”

The agent leaned forward.

“And your husband’s role?”

Claire didn’t flinch.

“He built it.”

Silence.

Then:

“Why come forward now?”

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Claire exhaled slowly.

“Because he thought I never would.”

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