Chapter 4: The Woman in## Chapter 4: The Woman in the White Coat
For three seconds, nobody in the conference room moved.
The the White Coat
For three seconds, nobody in the conference room moved.
The photograph lay between us, its edges curling slightly beneath the fluorescent lights. My father looked thinner than I remembered him, his cheeks hollow, his hospital gown hanging photograph lay between us, its edges curling slightly beneath the fluorescent lights. My father looked thinner than I remembered him, his cheeks hollow, his hospital gown hanging loosely from his shoulders. An oxygen tube ran beneath his nose.
And beside him stood Vanessa.
Not the woman who had destroyed my mother's hair that morning.
Not the wedding stylist who had laughed when my mother begged her to stop.
This Vanessa wore loosely from his shoulders. An oxygen tube ran beneath his nose.
And beside him stood Vanessa.
Not the woman who had destroyed my mother's hair that morning.
Not the wedding stylist who had laughed when my mother begged her to stop.
This Vanessa wore a white coat, a hospital identification badge, and an expression so composed that she might have been posing for a professional portrait.
I picked up the photograph.
"Where did you get this?""
Marcus a white coat, a hospital identification badge, and an expression so composed that she might have been posing for a professional portrait.
I picked up the photograph.
"Where did you get this?""
Marcus closed the door behind him.
"That's an interesting question, Nia.""
"Answer me.""
He pulled out the chair opposite mine and sat down without asking permission. His tuxedo sleeves were slightly wrinkled, and a dark stain marked closed the door behind him.
"That's an interesting question, Nia.""
"Answer me.""
He pulled out the chair opposite mine and sat down without asking permission. His tuxedo sleeves were slightly wrinkled, and a dark stain marked the cuff of his white shirt.
"I thought you deserved to know what your mother has been hiding.""
Mom shook her head.
"Don't listen to him.""
Marcus gave her a disappointed look.
"After everything I've done for this family, Evelyn, I expected a little gratitude.""
My mother gripped the edge of the table.
"You the cuff of his white shirt.
"I thought you deserved to know what your mother has been hiding.""
Mom shook her head.
"Don't listen to him.""
Marcus gave her a disappointed look.
"After everything I've done for this family, Evelyn, I expected a little gratitude.""
My mother gripped the edge of the table.
"You did nothing for Thomas.""
Marcus leaned back.
"Are you sure about that?""
I slammed the photograph down.
"Stop speaking in riddles. Why was Vanessa beside my father in a hospital room?""
"She wasn't your father's nurse," Daniel said before Marcus could answer.
Marcus turned toward him.
"Good morning did nothing for Thomas.""
Marcus leaned back.
"Are you sure about that?""
I slammed the photograph down.
"Stop speaking in riddles. Why was Vanessa beside my father in a hospital room?""
"She wasn't your father's nurse," Daniel said before Marcus could answer.
Marcus turned toward him.
"Good morning, Daniel. Still protecting the Harper family, I see.""
Daniel remained seated, his hands folded over his briefcase.
"I'm protecting my client's interests. And since Nia has not retained me to represent her, Daniel. Still protecting the Harper family, I see.""
Daniel remained seated, his hands folded over his briefcase.
"I'm protecting my client's interests. And since Nia has not retained me to represent her personally, I'm advising her to obtain independent counsel.""
"How noble.""
"Where did you obtain that photograph personally, I'm advising her to obtain independent counsel.""
"How noble.""
"Where did you obtain that photograph, Marcus?"" Daniel asked.
Marcus ignored him.
Instead, he slid a second photograph across the table.
This one showed my, Marcus?"" Daniel asked.
Marcus ignored him.
Instead, he slid a second photograph across the table.
This one showed my father holding a document while Vanessa stood beside him. A date was printed in the lower corner.
Eleven years earlier.
Three days before Dad died father holding a document while Vanessa stood beside him. A date was printed in the lower corner.
Eleven years earlier.
Three days before Dad died.
My fingers went numb.
"Was she there when he died?""
Marcus looked directly at me.
"Ask your mother.""
I turned.
Mom's eyes were fixed on the photographs. Her mouth trembled, but she didn't speak.
"Mom?""
She swallowed.
"I saw her at the hospital.""
"Why didn't you tell me?""
"Because I didn't know who she was.""
Marcus laughed softly.
"That sounds convenient.""
Mom suddenly stood.
"You have no right to come in here and question me!""
She was shaking, but she didn't sit down.
"You've been following my daughter for four years. You lied to her about who you are. You tried to take what her father left her. And now you think you can frighten me into silence?""
Marcus's smile disappeared.
"Careful, Evelyn.""
"Or what?"" she demanded.
"You'll cut off my hair, too?""
The words struck the room like a slap.
Marcus's eyes flickered toward the.
My fingers went numb.
"Was she there when he died?""
Marcus looked directly at me.
"Ask your mother.""
I turned.
Mom's eyes were fixed on the photographs. Her mouth trembled, but she didn't speak.
"Mom?""
She swallowed.
"I saw her at the hospital.""
"Why didn't you tell me?""
"Because I didn't know who she was.""
Marcus laughed softly.
"That sounds convenient.""
Mom suddenly stood.
"You have no right to come in here and question me!""
She was shaking, but she didn't sit down.
"You've been following my daughter for four years. You lied to her about who you are. You tried to take what her father left her. And now you think you can frighten me into silence?""
Marcus's smile disappeared.
"Careful, Evelyn.""
"Or what?"" she demanded.
"You'll cut off my hair, too?""
The words struck the room like a slap.
Marcus's eyes flickered toward the photograph.
Then he looked at me.
"Your mother is confused. She's upset. We all know what happened in the bridal suite this morning.""
I stepped between him and Mom.
"Don't use what happened to her to distract us from what you're doing.""
"I'm trying to photograph.
Then he looked at me.
"Your mother is confused. She's upset. We all know what happened in the bridal suite this morning.""
I stepped between him and Mom.
"Don't use what happened to her to distract us from what you're doing.""
"I'm trying to save our relationship.""
"You came into this room to threaten my mother.""
"I'm trying to make you understand that the people around you aren't telling you everything.""
"Then tell me something yourself.""
For the first time since entering, Marcus seemed genuinely irritated.
He opened his phone and placed it on the table.
A recording began playing.
My father's voice filled the room.
Thin. save our relationship.""
"You came into this room to threaten my mother.""
"I'm trying to make you understand that the people around you aren't telling you everything.""
"Then tell me something yourself.""
For the first time since entering, Marcus seemed genuinely irritated.
He opened his phone and placed it on the table.
A recording began playing.
My father's voice filled the room.
Thin. Tired. Familiar.
"If anything happens to me, Evelyn, make sure Nia never signs anything without an independent lawyer. The Reed people won't stop at the building. They know Tired. Familiar.
"If anything happens to me, Evelyn, make sure Nia never signs anything without an independent lawyer. The Reed people won't stop at the building. They know about the trust.""
Mom covered her mouth.
The recording continued.
"There's another copy of the agreement. Vanessa knows where it is. If she comes back, don't let her—"
The recording ended abruptly.
I stared at the phone.
"Where did you get that recording?""
Marcus picked it up.
"From about the trust.""
Mom covered her mouth.
The recording continued.
"There's another copy of the agreement. Vanessa knows where it is. If she comes back, don't let her—"
The recording ended abruptly.
I stared at the phone.
"Where did you get that recording?""
Marcus picked it up.
"From someone who understands that the truth is more complicated than a wedding-day tantrum.""
"Did Vanessa record my father?""
"I don't know.""
"Did you?""
"No.""
"Then why do you have it?""
His someone who understands that the truth is more complicated than a wedding-day tantrum.""
"Did Vanessa record my father?""
"I don't know.""
"Did you?""
"No.""
"Then why do you have it?""
His jaw tightened.
"Because someone sent it to me.""
"Who?""
He looked at Daniel.
Daniel said nothing.
Marcus put the phone away.
"Here's what matters, Nia. Your father was involved in a business jaw tightened.
"Because someone sent it to me.""
"Who?""
He looked at Daniel.
Daniel said nothing.
Marcus put the phone away.
"Here's what matters, Nia. Your father was involved in a business dispute. People made mistakes.
People signed agreements. And now, eleven years later, you're about to destroy your future over a photograph and a few messages from an anonymous stranger.""
"A few messages?""
I held up my phone.
"You mean the messages warning me about you?""
His eyes narrowed.
"You should dispute. People made mistakes. People signed agreements. And now, eleven years later, you're about to destroy your future over a photograph and a few messages from an anonymous stranger.""
"A few messages?""
I held up my phone.
"You mean the messages warning me about you?""
His eyes narrowed.
"You should be careful about who you trust.""
"I am. That's why I'm asking questions.""
Marcus leaned forward.
"You think canceling the wedding means you've escaped this? It doesn't. The trust agreement you signed is already being be careful about who you trust.""
"I am. That's why I'm asking questions.""
Marcus leaned forward.
"You think canceling the wedding means you've escaped this? It doesn't. The trust agreement you signed is already being reviewed.""
My heart lurched.
"Reviewed by whom?""
"Lawyers.""
"Which lawyers?""
He didn't answer.
Daniel opened his briefcase and removed a notepad.
"Marcus, I strongly advise you to stop discussing documents that may be the subject of a legal dispute. Any claim concerning Nia's signature will need to be supported by the original documents and appropriate evidence.""
Marcus gave him a thin smile.
reviewed.""
My heart lurched.
"Reviewed by whom?""
"Lawyers.""
"Which lawyers?""
He didn't answer.
Daniel opened his briefcase and removed a notepad.
"Marcus, I strongly advise you to stop discussing documents that may be the subject of a legal dispute. Any claim concerning Nia's signature will need to be supported by the original documents and appropriate evidence.""
Marcus gave him a thin smile.
"You always did enjoy making simple things complicated.""
"And you always did mistake silence for consent.""
For a moment, the two men stared at each other.
Then Marcus rose.
"Nia, I'm asking you to come with me. Just you"You always did enjoy making simple things complicated.""
"And you always did mistake silence for consent.""
For a moment, the two men stared at each other.
Then Marcus rose.
"Nia, I'm asking you to come with me. Just you and me. We'll talk somewhere private, and I'll explain everything.""
"No.""
His expression hardened.
"You haven't even heard my side.""
"I heard your side in the bridal suite. My mother was crying, and you asked and me. We'll talk somewhere private, and I'll explain everything.""
"No.""
His expression hardened.
"You haven't even heard my side.""
"I heard your side in the bridal suite. My mother was crying, and you asked Vanessa whether she was okay.""
He looked away.
I continued.
"You had four years to tell me the truth about your name. You had four years to tell me why you were interested Vanessa whether she was okay.""
He looked away.
I continued.
"You had four years to tell me the truth about your name. You had four years to tell me why you were interested in my father's property. And you chose the morning of our wedding to let me find out from a stranger.""
"I love you.""
The words came out so quietly that, for one awful second, I almost believed him.
Then he reached for my hand.
I in my father's property. And you chose the morning of our wedding to let me find out from a stranger.""
"I love you.""
The words came out so quietly that, for one awful second, I almost believed him.
Then he reached for my hand.
I pulled it away.
"Love doesn't require me to surrender my judgment.""
Marcus stared at me.
Something cold settled into his face.
"Fine.""
pulled it away.
"Love doesn't require me to surrender my judgment.""
Marcus stared at me.
Something cold settled into his face.
"Fine.""
He gathered the photographs, leaving the one of my father on the table.
"Keep it. You'll need to understand what you're getting yourself into.""
At the door, he stopped.
"One more thing, Nia. IfHe gathered the photographs, leaving the one of my father on the table.
"Keep it. You'll need to understand what you're getting yourself into.""
At the door, he stopped.
"One more thing, Nia. If you visit that safe-deposit box, make sure you bring your mother.""
Mom went white.
Marcus smiled without warmth.
"She may not remember everything she put in there.""
Then he walked out.
For several seconds, I could hear only the air conditioner humming overhead.
you visit that safe-deposit box, make sure you bring your mother.""
Mom went white.
Marcus smiled without warmth.
"She may not remember everything she put in there.""
Then he walked out.
For several seconds, I could hear only the air conditioner humming overhead.
Patricia sat down slowly.
Daniel locked the door.
My mother sank into her chair and pressed both hands against her face.
I picked up the photograph again.
"Mom, was Vanessa really at the hospital?""
Mom nodded.
"Yes.""
"Did she have anything to do with Dad's death?""
"I don't know.""
"Did you see her with Marcus?""
Mom hesitated.
Then she whisperedPatricia sat down slowly.
Daniel locked the door.
My mother sank into her chair and pressed both hands against her face.
I picked up the photograph again.
"Mom, was Vanessa really at the hospital?""
Mom nodded.
"Yes.""
"Did she have anything to do with Dad's death?""
"I don't know.""
"Did you see her with Marcus?""
Mom hesitated.
Then she whispered, "Not Marcus.""
I leaned closer.
"What does, "Not Marcus.""
I leaned closer.
"What does that mean?""
Mom lowered her hands.
"The man standing beside Vanessa in that hospital photograph isn't the man I saw outside your father's room that night.""
My pulse quickened.
"But you that mean?""
Mom lowered her hands.
"The man standing beside Vanessa in that hospital photograph isn't the man I saw outside your father's room that night.""
My pulse quickened.
"But you said you didn't recognize the man at the door.""
"I didn't recognize him then.""
She stared at Marcus's abandoned photograph.
"Later, I saw the same face on a news report. He was being questioned about financial fraud involving a property company.""
Daniel went still.
"Do you remember the name?""
Mom closed her eyes, searching through a memory she'd spent years trying to bury.
Then she looked at me.
"Michael Reed.""
I glanced at the photograph of Vanessa in her white coat.
"Then who was the man who became Marcus?""
Mom shook her head.
"I don't know.""
Daniel gathered the photographs into a clear evidence sleeve.
"We said you didn't recognize the man at the door.""
"I didn't recognize him then.""
She stared at Marcus's abandoned photograph.
"Later, I saw the same face on a news report. He was being questioned about financial fraud involving a property company.""
Daniel went still.
"Do you remember the name?""
Mom closed her eyes, searching through a memory she'd spent years trying to bury.
Then she looked at me.
"Michael Reed.""
I glanced at the photograph of Vanessa in her white coat.
"Then who was the man who became Marcus?""
Mom shook her head.
"I don't know.""
Daniel gathered the photographs into a clear evidence sleeve.
"We need to establish the dates, the identities, and the origin of these recordings before drawing conclusions.""
I barely heard him.
My phone vibrated.
The unknown number had sent another message.
**Vanessa wasn't a nurse. She was the last person to speak to your father before his condition changed. Ask the hospital for the visitor log from the night need to establish the dates, the identities, and the origin of these recordings before drawing conclusions.""
I barely heard him.
My phone vibrated.
The unknown number had sent another message.
*Vanessa wasn't a nurse. She was the last person to speak to your father before his condition changed. Ask the hospital for the visitor log from the night he died.*
A second message appeared before I could respond.
*And Nia? Don't go to the bank yet. Someone has already been there.*
I looked at the brass key lying on the table.
Then I looked at my mother.
"Whoever sent these messages knows about the safe-deposit box.""
Daniel nodded grimly.
"Which means he died.**
A second message appeared before I could respond.
*And Nia? Don't go to the bank yet. Someone has already been there.*
I looked at the brass key lying on the table.
Then I looked at my mother.
"Whoever sent these messages knows about the safe-deposit box.""
Daniel nodded grimly.
"Which means we need to find out whether the box is still secure.""
I reached for the key.
Mom caught my wrist.
"No," she whispered.
I stared at her.
"Mom, we can't keep running from this.""
"I'm we need to find out whether the box is still secure.""
I reached for the key.
Mom caught my wrist.
"No," she whispered.
I stared at her.
"Mom, we can't keep running from this.""
"I'm not asking you to run.""
She looked toward the door through which Marcus had disappeared.
"I'm asking you to understand something your father learned too late.""
Her voice broke.
"Some people don't want your money, Nia. They want the one thing your money can prove.""
"What?""
Mom looked at the photograph of my father.
"The not asking you to run.""
She looked toward the door through which Marcus had disappeared.
"I'm asking you to understand something your father learned too late.""
Her voice broke.
"Some people don't want your money, Nia. They want the one thing your money can prove.""
"What?""
Mom looked at the photograph of my father.
"The truth about what happened to him.""
And then Daniel's phone rang.
He listened for five seconds before standing abruptly.
"What do you mean the box was accessed?""
My mother began to cry again.
Because whatever my father had left behind, someone had reached it before us.
truth about what happened to him.""
And then Daniel's phone rang.
He listened for five seconds before standing abruptly.
"What do you mean the box was accessed?""
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My mother began to cry again.
Because whatever my father had left behind, someone had reached it before us.
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