Chapter 2 - Julian Listens To The Horrifying Recording On Emma's Phone
The quiet inside the dark wood-paneled living room grew heavy as the shattered glass from Claire's wine goblet lay scattered across the polished marble tiles.
Julian kept his strong arm wrapped around seven-year-old Emma, shielding her fragile frame against his chest while his thumb pressed the silver smartphone speaker button.
A soft, static hum filled the room, followed immediately by the warm, melodic voice of Julian’s late wife, Sarah, recorded three months before her tragic demise.
“Julian, if you are listening to this file,” Sarah’s recorded voice echoed clearly, “it means Claire has already moved into our home to claim my personal trust funds.”
Claire took a panicked step backward against the beige leather sofa, her face chalk-white, her manicured hands trembling violently as she stared at the glowing phone screen.
“She didn't just sabotage my car’s brake line on Highway 101, Julian,” Sarah’s voice continued, crackling softly through the high-end speaker system of the room.
“She worked directly with your stepbrother, Victor, to ensure my private medical records were altered so my death would look like an accidental tragic crash.”
Emma buried her small, tear-stained face deeper into Julian’s suit jacket, her shoulders shaking with silent sobs as her mother’s voice resonated through the room.
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Julian’s eyes narrowed into terrifying slits of ice, his breathing slowing down to a cold, lethal rhythm as he slowly looked up from the screen toward Claire.
“You killed my wife,” Julian said, his voice dropping to a low, razor-sharp whisper that echoed beneath the framed American flag hanging on the wood wall.
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