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PART 13 \u2013 THE STRANGER KNEW MY NAME BEFORE I SPOKE A SINGLE WORD<\/h1>\n

I didn\u2019t move.<\/p>\n

My back was pressed against the bedroom wall.<\/p>\n

The stranger set his leather briefcase on the dining table with surprising care.<\/p>\n

\u201cI promise,\u201d he said evenly, \u201cif I wanted to hurt you, we wouldn\u2019t be having this conversation.\u201d<\/p>\n

I stayed silent.<\/p>\n

He glanced toward the bedroom doorway.<\/p>\n

\u201cMrs. Blake\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

A brief pause.<\/p>\n

\u201cOr would you rather I call you Nora Whitmore?\u201d<\/p>\n

The sound of my maiden name made my stomach tighten.<\/p>\n

Very few people still used it.<\/p>\n

Slowly, I stepped out from behind the bedroom door.<\/p>\n

He looked to be in his early sixties.<\/p>\n

Gray hair.<\/p>\n

Navy suit.<\/p>\n

No wedding ring.<\/p>\n

His expression wasn\u2019t hostile.<\/p>\n

It was\u2026 tired.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou know who I am,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n

\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBut I don\u2019t know you.\u201d<\/p>\n

He reached into his jacket.<\/p>\n

Every instinct told me to run.<\/p>\n

Instead of a weapon, he produced a business card and laid it on the table before taking a step back.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019d rather you pick it up after I\u2019ve moved away.\u201d<\/p>\n

He retreated several feet.<\/p>\n

Only then did I walk forward.<\/p>\n

The card read:<\/p>\n

Jonathan Mercer<\/strong>
\nEstate and Trust Attorney<\/strong><\/p>\n

Attorney.<\/p>\n

Another attorney.<\/p>\n

It felt as though every answer in my life now involved lawyers.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019ve never heard of you.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThen why are you here?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBecause this apartment belongs to my client.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cElise?\u201d<\/p>\n

He shook his head.<\/p>\n

\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cFelix?\u201d<\/p>\n

Again, he shook his head.<\/p>\n

\u201cIt belongs to the trust.\u201d<\/p>\n

The trust.<\/p>\n

My pulse quickened.<\/p>\n

\u201cThe same trust from the video?\u201d<\/p>\n

His eyes narrowed slightly.<\/p>\n

\u201cSo you\u2019ve already seen part of the recordings.\u201d<\/p>\n

Part of the recordings.<\/p>\n

Not all of them.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou know about those too?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI know much more than I wish I did.\u201d<\/p>\n

He looked around the apartment.<\/p>\n

\u201cThis place wasn\u2019t created for an affair.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThen what is it?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s an asset.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAn asset?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cA very expensive one.\u201d<\/p>\n

Nothing he said made sense.<\/p>\n

\u201cThere are pictures of Felix and Elise everywhere.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThey\u2019ve been living here.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cShe\u2019s carrying his baby.\u201d<\/p>\n

He hesitated.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m not prepared to confirm that.\u201d<\/p>\n

The answer caught me off guard.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019re not denying it.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m saying assumptions are dangerous.\u201d<\/p>\n

I folded my arms.<\/p>\n

\u201cPeople keep telling me that.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBecause they\u2019re true.\u201d<\/p>\n

He opened his briefcase and removed a thin folder.<\/p>\n

\u201cI have exactly five minutes before someone realizes I\u2019m here.\u201d<\/p>\n

He slid a single document across the table.<\/p>\n

\u201cI want you to read only the highlighted section.\u201d<\/p>\n

At the top was a title:<\/p>\n

Blake Family Legacy Trust<\/strong><\/p>\n

Below it were several paragraphs of legal language.<\/p>\n

Only one sentence had been highlighted.<\/p>\n

Primary beneficiary requirements must be satisfied before final distribution of trust assets.<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u201cWhat does that mean?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIt means someone has to meet certain conditions.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat conditions?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI can\u2019t tell you.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhy not?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBecause the court sealed that section.\u201d<\/p>\n

Court.<\/p>\n

Again.<\/p>\n

Everything kept leading back to the courts.<\/p>\n

I looked closer.<\/p>\n

Most of the page had been blacked out.<\/p>\n

Only fragments remained visible.<\/p>\n

Marriage\u2026<\/strong><\/p>\n

Living beneficiary\u2026<\/strong><\/p>\n

Minor child\u2026<\/strong><\/p>\n

Continuous household\u2026<\/strong><\/p>\n

The rest was hidden beneath thick black redactions.<\/p>\n

I looked up.<\/p>\n

\u201cIs this why Felix married me?\u201d<\/p>\n

Jonathan didn\u2019t answer.<\/p>\n

Instead, he asked,<\/p>\n

\u201cHas he suggested moving to Boston?\u201d<\/p>\n

I stared at him.<\/p>\n

\u201cHow do you know that?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHe asked you recently, didn\u2019t he?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n

Jonathan closed his eyes for a moment.<\/p>\n

\u201cI was afraid I was already too late.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat happens in Boston?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI can\u2019t answer that.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou keep saying that.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAnd every answer I refuse to give is one I\u2019m legally forbidden to reveal.\u201d<\/p>\n

Frustration boiled inside me.<\/p>\n

\u201cThen why am I here?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBecause there is one thing I\u00a0can<\/em>\u00a0tell you.\u201d<\/p>\n

He leaned forward.<\/p>\n

\u201cDo not sign anything.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo matter who gives it to you.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cMy husband?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAnyone.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cMy mother-in-law?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAnyone.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cMy lawyer?\u201d<\/p>\n

He paused.<\/p>\n

\u201cEspecially if they tell you it\u2019s only a routine family document.\u201d<\/p>\n

The room suddenly felt colder.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBecause once you sign\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

He stopped speaking.<\/p>\n

A loud knock echoed through the apartment.<\/p>\n

Three sharp knocks.<\/p>\n

Jonathan\u2019s face lost all color.<\/p>\n

\u201cThey\u2019re early.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWho?\u201d<\/p>\n

He gathered the papers back into his briefcase.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou have to leave.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m not going anywhere until you explain.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNora.\u201d<\/p>\n

His voice became urgent.<\/p>\n

\u201cThe trust has been waiting for Sunday almost as long as your husband has.\u201d<\/p>\n

Another knock.<\/p>\n

Harder this time.<\/p>\n

Then a man\u2019s voice from the hallway.<\/p>\n

\u201cMr. Mercer?\u201d<\/p>\n

Jonathan looked directly into my eyes.<\/p>\n

\u201cThere is one person you haven\u2019t questioned yet.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat do you mean?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019ve spent days asking who Felix has been lying to.\u201d<\/p>\n

He picked up his briefcase.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou should be asking\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

His voice dropped to almost a whisper.<\/p>\n

\u201c\u2026who has been lying to Felix.\u201d<\/p>\n

Before I could ask another question\u2026<\/p>\n

The apartment door handle began to turn.<\/p>\n

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