Chapter 5 - Laura Was Alive
Laura stepped into the room.
Henry looked smaller with every step she took.
The woman I remembered from my wedding had once been polished and elegant.
The woman before me now walked with a damaged hip and carried a scar from her temple to the corner of her mouth.
But her eyes had not changed.
Cold gray.
Observant.
Unforgiving.
“You died,” Henry said.
Laura smiled.
“So did Daniel.”
She moved beside my mother.
Kathleen stared at her.
“You knew.”
Laura nodded.
“I tried to warn you.”
“You told me he was loyal.”
“I said he never released what he owned.”
My mother’s face tightened.
“I thought you meant his business.”
“I was afraid he was listening.”
Henry looked toward the camera above the door.
Laura noticed.
“He still is.”
Daniel’s face changed.
“Who?”
Laura looked at Henry.
“His partner.”
Henry shook his head.
“She’s lying.”
Laura placed one hand on the visitor chair and lowered herself carefully.
“Henry never worked alone.”
I looked at Daniel.
“You said he targeted seven women.”
“He selected them,” Laura said. “Someone else found them.”
“Who?”
She looked at my mother.
Kathleen went pale.
“No.”
I turned toward her.
“Mom?”
My mother sat down slowly.
Laura’s voice softened.
“The person who introduced Henry to Amy was not a friend.”
I searched my memory.
Henry and I met at a hospital charity dinner.
My mother bought the tickets.
She said a woman from her church had recommended the event.
A woman named Evelyn.
Kathleen covered her face.
“She volunteered at the shelter.”
Laura nodded.
“She recruited women who were isolated, grieving, or financially secure.”
I stared at my mother.
“Evelyn introduced us?”
“I didn’t know.”
Henry smiled faintly.
Daniel turned.
“You think this is funny?”
Henry looked at him.
“You’re all standing exactly where she wanted.”
Laura’s hand tightened around her cane.
“What does that mean?”
Henry glanced toward the ceiling camera.
“She knows Laura is alive now.”
Daniel moved to the wall control.
“Shut down the internal network.”
The nurse reached for the monitor.
The screen above my bed went black.
Then it turned on again.
Not medical data.
A live video.
A woman sat in a dark room.
Only her hands were visible.
One held a phone.
The other rested on a hospital file bearing my name.
A distorted voice filled the room.
“Hello, Amy.”
My skin went cold.
Henry relaxed.
That frightened me more than anything.
The woman continued.
“Your husband has been disappointing.”
Laura stood.
“Evelyn.”
The screen shifted.
The woman lifted the file.
“Laura Bennett. Daniel Carter. Kathleen Carter. All gathered in one room.”
Daniel looked toward the security guards.
“Evacuate this floor.”
The distorted voice laughed.
“You always were dramatic, Daniel.”
He froze.
“You know me.”
“I knew you before the ravine.”
Laura’s face changed.
The woman had arranged Daniel’s crash too.
I looked at Henry.
“You cut his brakes for her.”
Henry said nothing.
The woman on the screen continued.
“Amy, your husband did push you from the car. But not because of the insurance.”
My breath caught.
“Why?”
“Because you opened the wrong envelope.”
I remembered papers in Henry’s desk.
A photograph.
A child standing beside a hospital bed.
My own name written on the back.
The screen showed a scanned copy of a birth certificate.
Amy Carter.
Date of birth.
Mother: Kathleen Carter.
Father: blank.
My mother looked at me.
I felt something inside me drop.
“My father’s name was Michael Carter.”
Kathleen began crying.
“No.”
Daniel stared at the screen.
The woman’s voice became almost gentle.
“Michael Carter raised you. He did not father you.”
I looked at my mother.
“Who did?”
She could not answer.
Henry did.
“Senator William Cross.”
Everyone went still.
The name belonged to one of the most powerful men in the state.
A man whose foundation funded this hospital.
A man whose photograph hung in the lobby.
Laura looked at my mother.
“You worked for him.”
Kathleen closed her eyes.
“I was twenty-two.”
Daniel turned toward her.
“You never told us.”
“He threatened us.”
The screen changed again.
A photograph appeared.
Kathleen holding a newborn.
Senator Cross beside her.
And Evelyn standing in the background.
Henry smiled at me.
“You weren’t chosen because you had money.”
I stared at him.
“You married me because of him.”
“No,” the woman on the screen said. “Henry married you because your blood could open something he wanted.”
Daniel stepped closer to the monitor.
“What?”
The hospital lights flickered.
The woman’s voice whispered through the speakers.
“A private trust containing evidence that could destroy Senator Cross.”
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Then the hallway doors locked automatically.
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