he address led me to a quiet apartment building near the water.
Unit 4C.
I knocked.
A woman in her forties opened the door. She didn’t look surprised.
“Victor,” she said softly. “We’ve been waiting for you.”
Inside, another woman stood up from the table.
I recognized her immediately.
Margaret’s cousin. A lawyer I hadn’t seen in years.
And then the truth began to unfold.
The first woman introduced herself as Claire.
She used to be married to Ethan.
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