Chapter 10 - THE TRUTH BURIED UNDER FIFTEEN YEARS

I didnât tell Hannah about Richardâs call.
Not immediately.
A fatherâs first instinct is to protect his child.
Even when that child is an adult.
Even when she has already protected him more times than he deserves.
I waited until morning.
Then I drove to the location Richard sent me.
An old construction site on the edge of town.
A place that looked forgotten.
Broken concrete.
Rusting equipment.
Tall grass growing through cracks in the ground.
The kind of place where secrets disappear.
I parked my car.
I checked my phone.
One message.
YOU CAME ALONE.
I looked around.
âI did.â
A voice came from behind me.
âYou always were predictable, Jonathan.â
I turned.
Richard Blake stepped out from behind an old building.
Fifteen years had changed him.
His hair was gray.
His face was thinner.
But his eyes were exactly the same.
Cold.
Calculating.
Full of resentment.
âWhy?â
That was the only question I could ask.
Richard smiled.
âStill looking for simple answers.â
âYou destroyed my family.â
His smile disappeared.
âNo.â
He walked closer.
âYou destroyed mine.â
I clenched my fists.
âYou disappeared after stealing from the company.â
His jaw tightened.
âBecause you made sure everyone believed that story.â
âI saw the records.â
âYou saw what Martin wanted you to see.â
The words hit me.
âMartin?â
Richard laughed.
âYour loyal friend.â
I stared at him.
âDonât bring him into this.â
âWhy?â
Richard stepped closer.
âBecause he was there too.â
My heart sank.
âWhat are you talking about?â
Richard reached into his coat.
He pulled out an old envelope.
âThis belonged to Elizabeth.â
My wifeâs name.
Hearing it from him felt like someone opening an old wound.
I grabbed the envelope.
Inside was a letter.
My hands trembled.
The handwriting was hers.
Jonathan,
If you are reading this, something happened before I could tell you.
I stopped.
My vision blurred.
Richard watched me.
âShe knew.â
âKnew what?â
âThat Florence wasnât the first person trying to take your company.â
I looked up.
âWhat?â
Richardâs expression changed.
âShe discovered someone inside Prescott Homes was moving money.â
My heart started beating faster.
âWho?â
Richard didnât answer.
Instead, he said:
âRead the letter.â
---
I read every word.
Elizabeth had discovered financial records hidden inside the company.
Large transfers.
Fake accounts.
Missing money.
And the person who approved themâŠ
was someone I trusted.
The bottom of the page contained only one sentence.
Iâm afraid the person closest to Jonathan is the person hurting him.
I lowered the letter.
âWho?â
Richard stared at me.
âYou still donât understand.â
âTell me.â
He looked directly into my eyes.
âThe person who betrayed you firstâŠâ
A pause.
âWas Martin.â
The world stopped.
âNo.â
Richard smiled sadly.
âYou really donât want to believe that.â
---
I returned to the office three hours later.
Hannah immediately knew something was wrong.
âDad?â
I placed the letter on the table.
She read it.
Her face changed.
âMom wrote this?â
I nodded.
Martin arrived thirty minutes later.
The moment he saw the letterâŠ
he froze.
That reaction told me everything.
âMartin.â
He slowly looked at me.
âYou found it.â
Not confusion.
Not surprise.
Fear.
âWhat did you do?â
He sat down.
âI can explain.â
I laughed.
âIâm tired of explanations.â
His eyes filled with regret.
âI never wanted this.â
âWanted what?â
I pointed at the letter.
âMy wife warning me about you.â
Martin closed his eyes.
Then whispered:
âI made one mistake.â
âNo.â
My voice became cold.
âYou made choices.â
He looked at me.
And said the words I never expected.
âJonathanâŠâ
âYour wife didnât die because of an accident.â
Silence.
Hannah covered her mouth.
May you like
I couldnât move.
âWhat did you say?â