Chapter 10 - FIFTY THOUSAND DOLLARS

Daniel took one step toward Ethan.
Ryan moved between them.
âEasy.â
Daniel didnât even look at him.
âYou stole from me?â
Ethan shook his head.
âI borrowed it.â
âYou transferred company money without permission.â
âI was going to pay it back.â
âEverybody was going to pay everything back.â
His voice echoed across the parking lot.
A family near the convenience store looked over.
Daniel didnât care.
âRosaâs wages. The vendor tips. Company money. What is wrong with you people?â
Claire crossed her arms.
âDonât lump me in with him.â
Ethan laughed bitterly.
âYou asked me for it.â
âYou offered.â
âYou cried for two hours and told me Daniel was controlling you financially.â
Daniel stared at Claire.
She didnât deny it.
Ethan continued.
âYou said he wouldnât let you access your own money.â
Danielâs voice went cold.
âHer own money?â
Claire snapped, âYou gave me an allowance.â
âI paid every household expense and transferred ten thousand dollars a month into your personal account.â
Ethan looked at her.
âTen grand?â
Claire glared at him.
âThatâs not the point.â
Daniel almost couldnât believe what he was hearing.
âWhy did you need fifty thousand dollars?â
Claireâs silence answered.
Daniel stepped closer.
âWhat did you spend it on?â
âNothing.â
âWhere is it?â
âInvested.â
âIn what?â
Her eyes flicked away.
Ethan whispered, âClaire.â
She snapped, âShut up.â
Daniel looked at his brother.
âWhat?â
Ethan rubbed his face.
âShe invested with a guy named Marcus.â
Daniel frowned.
âMarcus who?â
âVale.â
Ryan swore softly.
Daniel looked at him.
âYou know him?â
Ryan nodded.
âOnline trading guy. Crypto. Luxury lifestyle. Got sued last year.â
Daniel turned back to Claire.
âYou gave fifty thousand dollars to some internet trader?â
âIt wasnât like that.â
âHow much did you lose?â
Claire said nothing.
âHow much?â
âAll of it.â
Ethan looked stunned.
âYou told me it doubled.â
Claire turned on him.
âI was trying to fix it!â
Daniel stared.
There was that word again.
Fix.
Every lie was a fix.
Every theft was temporary.
Every victim was inconvenient.
Every consequence was someone elseâs fault.
Claire started crying.
Real tears this time.
âI was going to make it back.â
Daniel shook his head.
âYou donât understand what you did.â
âYes, I do.â
âNo. You still think the problem is money.â
âWhat else is it?â
Daniel stared at her.
âThat you were willing to destroy a strangerâs life to hide your mistake.â
Claire wiped her face.
âYou think Miguelâs life would be destroyed?â
Daniel went still.
She realized too late what she had said.
âWhat?â
âI didnât meanââ
âYou thought heâd be fine?â
âNo.â
âYou thought heâd get arrested, lose his job, maybe get charged with theft, and that was acceptable because what? Heâs just a waiter?â
Claire closed her eyes.
Daniel felt something in him finally break.
Not rage.
Attachment.
The last thread.
Gone.
Police lights appeared at the entrance of the rest area.
Claire turned.
Two patrol cars approached.
Ethan whispered, âDid you call them?â
Daniel shook his head.
âNo.â
Claire looked around wildly.
Then she grabbed Ethanâs keys from the hood.
âClaire,â Daniel said.
She ran for the car.
Ethan lunged.
âWhat the hell?â
Claire got into the driverâs seat.
Daniel reached the door just as the engine started.
âGet out.â
She locked it.
âClaire!â
She slammed the car into reverse.
Ryan jumped back.
Tires screamed.
Claire spun the wheel and shot toward the exit.
One patrol car swerved to block her.
She accelerated.
Danielâs heart stopped.
âClaire, donât.â
May you like
She didnât slow down.
And suddenly, the ruined wedding wasnât the most dangerous thing she had done that day.