For seven minutes, nobody could tell me whether Dad or Patrick was alive.<\/p>\n
Seven minutes is not a long time until you have to live inside each second.<\/p>\n
Detective Chen stood near the kitchen counter with one hand pressed to her earpiece.<\/p>\n
Officer Reyes had gone to coordinate with the Riverside team.<\/p>\n
Jason paced.<\/p>\n
I sat because my legs no longer trusted me.<\/p>\n
Radio traffic came in fragments.<\/p>\n
Building Three.<\/p>\n
North corridor.<\/p>\n
Archive level.<\/p>\n
Suspect sighted.<\/p>\n
Then nothing.<\/p>\n
I stared at Patrick\u2019s final message.<\/p>\n
I\u2019m going in.<\/p>\n
I had spent two days learning how much he had betrayed me.<\/p>\n
Now I was waiting to discover whether he had died trying to rescue my father.<\/p>\n
The contradiction hurt.<\/p>\n
I did not want Patrick back.<\/p>\n
I did not want our marriage repaired.<\/p>\n
I did not want his apologies.<\/p>\n
But I wanted him alive.<\/p>\n
Maybe because death would end his responsibility too easily.<\/p>\n
Maybe because some part of me still remembered the man who held my hand when my grandmother died.<\/p>\n
Human emotions did not respect clean legal categories.<\/p>\n
Chen suddenly straightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cRichard is secure.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stood.<\/p>\n
\u201cAlive?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Jason grabbed the back of a chair.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd Patrick?\u201d<\/p>\n
She listened.<\/p>\n
\u201cAlive.\u201d<\/p>\n
I closed my eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cMarcus?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot in custody.\u201d<\/p>\n
The relief disappeared.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cService tunnel.\u201d<\/p>\n
Of course.<\/p>\n
The same infrastructure he had used for years had become his escape route.<\/p>\n
Dad was taken to a hospital for evaluation.<\/p>\n
His head wound looked worse than it was.<\/p>\n
Patrick had a reopened injury, bruised ribs, and another cut above his eye.<\/p>\n
This time police handcuffed him to the hospital bed.<\/p>\n
He did not object.<\/p>\n
Marcus disappeared.<\/p>\n
But the red folder did not.<\/p>\n
Patrick had thrown it beneath an archive cabinet during the struggle.<\/p>\n
Police recovered it.<\/p>\n
Detective Chen brought scanned copies of selected pages to the secure apartment that evening.<\/p>\n
\u201cSome material is being withheld as evidence,\u201d she said.<\/p>\n
\u201cI understand.\u201d<\/p>\n
She placed one page before me.<\/p>\n
Payment ledger.<\/p>\n
Patrick Hale.<\/p>\n
Dates.<\/p>\n
Amounts.<\/p>\n
Descriptions.<\/p>\n
The first entry was exactly as Patrick said.<\/p>\n
Bennett introduction.<\/p>\n
Twenty-five thousand dollars.<\/p>\n
Three weeks before the Camden Foundation gala.<\/p>\n
The second major payment came shortly after Patrick and I became engaged.<\/p>\n
Access secured.<\/p>\n
Fifty thousand.<\/p>\n
After our wedding:<\/p>\n
Phase two.<\/p>\n
Seventy-five thousand.<\/p>\n
I felt strangely detached.<\/p>\n
Numbers were cleaner than memories.<\/p>\n
They did not explain whether Patrick\u2019s tears at our wedding were genuine.<\/p>\n
They simply proved he had been paid.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did he do with the money?\u201d<\/p>\n
Chen answered.<\/p>\n
\u201cSome went into his business. Some personal expenses.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo Marcus financed the image Patrick used to impress me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIn part.\u201d<\/p>\n
The expensive apartment.<\/p>\n
The restaurants.<\/p>\n
The watch.<\/p>\n
The weekend trips.<\/p>\n
Patrick had presented success as proof of stability.<\/p>\n
Marcus had helped fund the performance.<\/p>\n
I turned the page.<\/p>\n
Later payments matched financial information Patrick supplied about Dad.<\/p>\n
Then came smaller transfers after Patrick\u2019s company began failing.<\/p>\n
By then, Marcus no longer needed to entice him.<\/p>\n
He owned the debt.<\/p>\n
The final payments were labeled differently.<\/p>\n
Compliance.<\/p>\n
Emergency.<\/p>\n
Insurance.<\/p>\n
I stopped.<\/p>\n
\u201cInsurance.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow much?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThirty thousand.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor buying the policy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe\u2019re still establishing that.\u201d<\/p>\n
Another document showed correspondence between Marcus and Patrick.<\/p>\n
Not staged.<\/p>\n
At least not obviously.<\/p>\n
Marcus ordered Patrick to complete the policy application.<\/p>\n
Patrick resisted.<\/p>\n
Then complied.<\/p>\n
The truth remained what I already knew.<\/p>\n
Pressure.<\/p>\n
Choice.<\/p>\n
Betrayal.<\/p>\n
All at once.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere is Patrick now?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cUnder guard.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHas he asked for me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Chen nodded.<\/p>\n
No argument.<\/p>\n
She placed another page on the table.<\/p>\n
\u201cThis is more important.\u201d<\/p>\n
It was a copy of the document Marcus had tried to force Dad to sign at Riverside.<\/p>\n
The title referenced a historical ownership correction.<\/p>\n
Dad\u2019s signature would have acknowledged that Victor Cole retained an unresolved beneficial interest in the original manufacturing company.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat would this do?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt could create years of litigation.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCould Marcus take Dad\u2019s company?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot automatically.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen why risk everything for it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause the document could support claims against assets that grew from the original company.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad had built Bennett Industrial from that foundation.<\/p>\n
A fraudulent acknowledgment might contaminate decades of ownership.<\/p>\n
Marcus did not need to inherit the empire.<\/p>\n
He could threaten it.<\/p>\n
Sue it.<\/p>\n
Freeze transactions.<\/p>\n
Scare investors.<\/p>\n
Force settlements.<\/p>\n
Buy distressed assets.<\/p>\n
Dad\u2019s death had been one path.<\/p>\n
His signature was another.<\/p>\n
Marcus had designed alternatives.<\/p>\n
I thought of the spreadsheet.<\/p>\n
FINAL TRANSFER.<\/p>\n
Perhaps it did not mean my death specifically.<\/p>\n
Maybe it meant the moment Marcus obtained control by whichever method succeeded.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Dad sign?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Relief.<\/p>\n
\u201cThen it\u2019s useless.\u201d<\/p>\n
Chen hesitated.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMarcus may not need Richard\u2019s real signature.\u201d<\/p>\n
My stomach tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cForgery?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe has already used forged documents.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut something this important would be verified.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen what?\u201d<\/p>\n
She opened another file.<\/p>\n
A video.<\/p>\n
Dad appeared seated at a desk.<\/p>\n
He was reading a statement acknowledging Victor Cole\u2019s historical ownership.<\/p>\n
My heart stopped.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s fake.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
The face was Dad.<\/p>\n
The voice was Dad.<\/p>\n
But I knew he had never recorded it.<\/p>\n
\u201cDeepfake?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cApparently.\u201d<\/p>\n
Patrick had given Marcus recordings of me.<\/p>\n
Someone had collected Dad\u2019s public interviews, speeches, corporate videos.<\/p>\n
Marcus had built digital versions of us.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe was going to pair this with the forged signature.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPossibly.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWould that work?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot forever.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut long enough.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Long enough to file claims.<\/p>\n
Long enough to disrupt Thursday\u2019s restructuring.<\/p>\n
Long enough to create panic.<\/p>\n
Marcus did not need a lie to survive permanently.<\/p>\n
Only long enough to make money.<\/p>\n
Dad arrived from the hospital against medical advice.<\/p>\n
A bandage covered his temple.<\/p>\n
Jason hugged him hard enough to make him complain.<\/p>\n
Then Dad hugged him back harder.<\/p>\n
When he reached me, neither of us spoke.<\/p>\n
I wrapped my arms around him.<\/p>\n
For several seconds, I was twelve again.<\/p>\n
Then I pulled away.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou look terrible.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo do you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThank you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou started it.\u201d<\/p>\n
The ordinary exchange nearly made me cry.<\/p>\n
Dad sat.<\/p>\n
Chen showed him the fake video.<\/p>\n
He watched without expression.<\/p>\n
When it ended, he said, \u201cThat is disturbing.\u201d<\/p>\n
Jason stared at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s your reaction?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI have several stronger ones.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad examined the ownership document.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe wants to create a title dispute.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBefore Thursday.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cThen we don\u2019t wait until Thursday.\u201d<\/p>\n
Chen frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat are you proposing?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe execute clean documents tomorrow with independent verification.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCan you?\u201d<\/p>\n
Mr. Coleman, joining by phone, said yes.<\/p>\n
The trustees could meet early.<\/p>\n
The corrupted documents would be discarded.<\/p>\n
Every signature could be witnessed, recorded, notarized, and independently confirmed.<\/p>\n
Marcus\u2019s window would close.<\/p>\n
For the first time, we were not reacting.<\/p>\n
We were moving.<\/p>\n
I felt something inside me shift.<\/p>\n
Not relief.<\/p>\n
Agency.<\/p>\n
Dad looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe new trust includes your interests. I won\u2019t sign anything involving you unless you review it yourself.\u201d<\/p>\n
A week earlier, I would have said, \u201cI trust you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Now I answered differently.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ll review every page.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad smiled faintly.<\/p>\n
\u201cGood.\u201d<\/p>\n
We spent hours doing exactly that.<\/p>\n
Mr. Coleman explained each clause.<\/p>\n
I asked questions until I understood.<\/p>\n
Jason did too.<\/p>\n
Nothing moved because someone said it was easier.<\/p>\n
Nothing depended on blind trust.<\/p>\n
By midnight, the structure was ready.<\/p>\n
Then Detective Chen received a call.<\/p>\n
Marcus had surfaced.<\/p>\n
Not physically.<\/p>\n
Digitally.<\/p>\n
He had sent files to several journalists, investors, and members of Dad\u2019s board.<\/p>\n
The forged ownership acknowledgment.<\/p>\n
The fake video.<\/p>\n
Documents alleging Dad stole Victor Cole\u2019s company decades earlier.<\/p>\n
The attack had begun.<\/p>\n
Dad read the first email.<\/p>\n
His expression remained calm.<\/p>\n
Jason looked ready to throw something.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe\u2019s trying to destroy you publicly.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause he can\u2019t control the trust.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCan we stop publication?\u201d<\/p>\n
Chen said, \u201cNot entirely.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at Dad.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat do the real records show?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cVictor stole money.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cClearly?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen release them.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cThose records include private company information.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTwenty-year-old private information?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSome.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEnough to matter more than this?\u201d<\/p>\n
He looked at the allegations on the screen.<\/p>\n
I continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cMarcus survives because everyone keeps secrets he can twist.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad was silent.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe used Thomas\u2019s shame.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPatrick\u2019s debt.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMy embarrassment.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd your old business dispute.\u201d<\/p>\n
He understood.<\/p>\n
I said, \u201cStop protecting the story. Show the evidence.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad leaned back.<\/p>\n
For most of his career, privacy had been instinct.<\/p>\n
Do not argue publicly.<\/p>\n
Do not dignify accusations.<\/p>\n
Handle problems quietly.<\/p>\n
Marcus had built his plan around that instinct.<\/p>\n
Dad nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cAll right.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mr. Coleman began preparing the audit records for release.<\/p>\n
Detective Chen coordinated preservation of the original documents.<\/p>\n
Within hours, Dad\u2019s company would publish evidence showing Victor Cole\u2019s fraud, the dissolution of his partnership, and the legal chain of ownership afterward.<\/p>\n
Marcus\u2019s grievance would finally meet documentation.<\/p>\n
My phone buzzed.<\/p>\n
Unknown number.<\/p>\n
Chen checked it.<\/p>\n
Marcus.<\/p>\n
One message.<\/p>\n
You think paperwork saves your father?<\/p>\n
Then:<\/p>\n
Ask Patrick what he did the night your brakes failed.<\/p>\n
I stopped breathing.<\/p>\n
Dad looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat brakes?\u201d<\/p>\n
A memory surfaced.<\/p>\n
Eleven months earlier.<\/p>\n
My Honda had rolled through a stop sign because the brake pedal went soft beneath my foot.<\/p>\n
I had managed to steer into an empty parking lot.<\/p>\n
Patrick told me the mechanic found a damaged brake line.<\/p>\n
He said road debris probably caused it.<\/p>\n
For weeks afterward, he insisted on driving me everywhere.<\/p>\n
I had almost forgotten.<\/p>\n
\u201cLast year,\u201d I whispered. \u201cThe Honda.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad\u2019s face changed.<\/p>\n
My phone buzzed again.<\/p>\n
Marcus sent a photograph.<\/p>\n
My car on a lift inside a garage.<\/p>\n
Patrick stood beside it.<\/p>\n
Timestamped the night before my brakes failed.<\/p>\n
The next image showed Patrick holding something near the front wheel.<\/p>\n
Then Marcus\u2019s final message arrived.<\/p>\n
He didn\u2019t need Briarwood to practice.<\/p>\n
I stared at Patrick in the photograph.<\/p>\n
Everything inside me went silent.<\/p>\n
Maybe Marcus was lying again.<\/p>\n
Maybe the image had been altered.<\/p>\n
Maybe Patrick had been repairing something.<\/p>\n
Maybe.<\/p>\n
But I was finished building explanations for him.<\/p>\n
Detective Chen took the phone.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe verify.\u201d<\/p>\n
I nodded.<\/p>\n
Not trust Marcus.<\/p>\n
Not trust Patrick.<\/p>\n
Verify.<\/p>\n
She called the mechanic who had repaired my Honda.<\/p>\n
The records still existed.<\/p>\n
The brake line had not been damaged by road debris.<\/p>\n
The technician had written something Patrick never showed me.<\/p>\n
Clean linear cut inconsistent with impact damage.<\/p>\n
My hands went cold.<\/p>\n
Dad sat beside me.<\/p>\n
Chen made another call.<\/p>\n
Then another.<\/p>\n
Forty minutes later, she received security footage from a neighboring business whose camera partially covered the garage Patrick used.<\/p>\n
The footage showed my Honda arriving late at night.<\/p>\n
Patrick drove it.<\/p>\n
He entered the garage alone using a key.<\/p>\n
He left twenty-three minutes later.<\/p>\n
No mechanic appeared.<\/p>\n
The next morning, my brakes failed.<\/p>\n
I stared at the frozen frame.<\/p>\n
Dad whispered my name.<\/p>\n
I could not answer.<\/p>\n
Until then, some part of me had believed Patrick\u2019s worst decisions began when Marcus pressured him about the insurance policy.<\/p>\n
The timeline no longer allowed that comfort.<\/p>\n
The brake incident happened before the policy.<\/p>\n
Before Briarwood.<\/p>\n
Before Patrick claimed he realized Marcus intended to kill me.<\/p>\n
Detective Chen looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe need to question Patrick about this immediately.\u201d<\/p>\n
I nodded.<\/p>\n
This time, when Patrick asked to speak with me, I changed my answer.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad looked startled.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou don\u2019t owe him that.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen why?\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at the photograph of my husband standing beside the car my father had given me.<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause I want to watch his face when I ask.\u201d<\/p>\n
An hour later, a secure video connection opened.<\/p>\n
Patrick appeared from his hospital room.<\/p>\n
Handcuffed.<\/p>\n
Bruised.<\/p>\n
Exhausted.<\/p>\n
He looked at me and immediately started crying.<\/p>\n
\u201cJenna.\u201d<\/p>\n
I felt nothing.<\/p>\n
I held the photograph toward the camera.<\/p>\n
His tears stopped.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat were you doing to my car?\u201d<\/p>\n
Patrick stared.<\/p>\n
His face emptied.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnswer me.\u201d<\/p>\n
He looked away.<\/p>\n
Dad stood behind me.<\/p>\n
Detective Chen watched from beside the screen.<\/p>\n
\u201cPatrick.\u201d<\/p>\n
His shoulders collapsed.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt wasn\u2019t supposed to fail while you were driving.\u201d<\/p>\n
The room went silent.<\/p>\n
My voice came out almost inaudible.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou cut my brakes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou just admitted it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI damaged the line.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMarcus told me to.\u201d<\/p>\n
Of course.<\/p>\n
The familiar refuge.<\/p>\n
Marcus told me.<\/p>\n
I leaned closer.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd you did it.\u201d<\/p>\n
Patrick closed his eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe wanted to know how quickly Richard reacted when you were in danger.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad made a sound behind me.<\/p>\n
I could barely understand the sentence.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy brake failure was a test?\u201d<\/p>\n
Patrick started crying again.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cA test of my father?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTo see what he would do for me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
The horror was almost too precise to absorb.<\/p>\n
Marcus had not merely studied Dad\u2019s finances.<\/p>\n
He had tested his love.<\/p>\n
And Patrick had volunteered his wife as the instrument.<\/p>\n
I looked at him for a long time.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you know I could die?\u201d<\/p>\n
Patrick whispered, \u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
There it was.<\/p>\n
No Marcus.<\/p>\n
No debt.<\/p>\n
No ambiguity.<\/p>\n
A choice.<\/p>\n
I ended the call.<\/p>\n
Patrick\u2019s face disappeared.<\/p>\n
For several seconds, nobody spoke.<\/p>\n
Then Detective Chen\u2019s phone rang.<\/p>\n
She answered.<\/p>\n
Her expression sharpened.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere?\u201d<\/p>\n
A pause.<\/p>\n
\u201cSecure the scene.\u201d<\/p>\n
She looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cThey found Marcus.\u201d<\/p>\n
My heart accelerated.<\/p>\n
\u201cAlive?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere?\u201d<\/p>\n
Chen\u2019s face was unreadable.<\/p>\n
\u201cAt your mother-in-law\u2019s house.\u201d<\/p>\n
Patrick\u2019s mother.<\/p>\n
The woman driving my Honda.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy is he there?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
Then Chen\u2019s phone buzzed with a photograph from the officers.<\/p>\n
She turned it toward me.<\/p>\n
My pale blue Honda sat in Patrick\u2019s mother\u2019s garage.<\/p>\n
The trunk was open.<\/p>\n
Inside were the missing red folder, a suitcase full of cash, and a second set of forged trust documents.<\/p>\n
But that was not what made my stomach drop.<\/p>\n
Taped beneath the trunk lid was a handwritten checklist.<\/p>\n
My name appeared at the top.<\/p>\n
Richard\u2019s beneath it.<\/p>\n
Several steps had been crossed out.<\/p>\n
The final line remained untouched.<\/p>\n
After trust transfer, eliminate Patrick.<\/p>\n
I stared at it.<\/p>\n
Patrick had never been Marcus\u2019s partner in the ending.<\/p>\n
He had been another loose end.<\/p>\n
And for the first time, we had found a piece of Marcus\u2019s plan that Patrick almost certainly had never been meant to see.<\/p>\n
For seven minutes, nobody could tell me whether Dad or Patrick was alive. Seven minutes is not a long time until you have to live inside each second. Detective Chen … <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":10318,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-10330","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-insightdrama"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10330","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=10330"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10330\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":10350,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10330\/revisions\/10350"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/10318"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=10330"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=10330"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=10330"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}