Chapter 19 - Daniel Realizes He Has Been Manipulated By A Ghost
Daniel stared through the thick glass divider, watching the wife he thought he had successfully eliminated sit before him alive.
“You... you knew about the helicopter all along?” Daniel whispered, cold sweat dripping down the back of his neck.
“I knew about the tampered rotor dampener, the offshore accounts, and your little arrangement with Rebecca from day one,” Victoria said.
“You let me do it,” Daniel realized with mounting horror, his voice cracking into a desperate, pathetic whine.
“I didn't just let you do it, Daniel. I gave you enough rope to hang yourself, your mistress, and your entire criminal enterprise,” Victoria replied.
“Please, Victoria! We were married for nine years! Have mercy on me! Drop the charges!” Daniel sobbed, pressing his hands against the glass.
“Mercy?” Victoria repeated the word, her voice dropping an octave into a tone of absolute, chilling ice.
“You laughed while your son slapped an old woman, you laughed at my funeral, and you tried to murder me for a bank account.”
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Victoria stood up slowly, smoothing down the lapels of her pristine white jacket with calm, unshakeable dignity.
“Enjoy your federal prison cell, Daniel. You earned every single day of it.”
