Chapter 2
Martha, the veteran maid wearing her beige apron, stepped forward from the shadows, her face pale and drawn with shock.
"For three years, you told us she abandoned her child and fled the country to escape financial ruin, Victoria," Martha said.
"You made us sign non-disclosure agreements and threatened to blacklist every single servant in this estate if we asked questions."
Victoria slammed her crystal glass down onto the polished mahogany table, the expensive stem snapping under her sudden force.
"How dare you listen to the delusional fairy tales of an orphan and an insolent servant in my own dining room!"
"Silence, Victoria," Investigator Hayes commanded, her voice dropping into a register that made the arrogant socialite instantly freeze.
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Sarah pulled a heavy manila folder from her leather briefcase, tossing it directly over the shattered wine glass and photographs.
"This federal subpoena grants me the legal authority to search every square inch of this mansion, including the private vault."
