Chapter 5
The grand cathedral transformed into a fortress of interrogation in less than sixty seconds.
Two hundred guests watched in stunned silence as William stood up from the altar, his navy suit stained with casket wood dust.
He walked slowly toward his trembling brother, his eyes burning with an apocalyptic rage.
"You managed the estate trust while Ethan was sick, Julian," William said softly, every word laced with lethal precision.
"You signed the authorization for the private coroner, and you insisted on a sealed casket funeral within twenty-four hours."
Julian backed against the stone pillar, his hands shaking as cold sweat poured down his forehead.
"You're crazy, William! I was trying to honor your wishes!" Julian stammered frantically.
"I loved Ethan like my own son!"
Clara stepped forward, holding up a small black recording device she had retrieved from her uniform pocket.
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"He paid the coroner two hundred thousand dollars from a offshore account in the Bahamas this morning," Clara revealed calmly.
"I overheard him speaking to the funeral director behind the carriage house last night."
