Chapter 4 - A DANGEROUS SECRET
By midnight, a DNA test had been expedited through Ethan’s private medical team. The wait was excruciating. Ethan sat across from Lauren, studying every subtle shift in her expression. The way she tucked her hair behind her ear. The way she chewed her bottom lip when anxious. It was Clara. Beneath the slightly altered features from the surgeries, his wife was alive.
"If you are Clara," Ethan whispered into the quiet dark of the room, "then the crash wasn't an accident. The brake lines... the police said they degraded due to weather. But you rarely drove that car."
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"I remember the brakes failing," Lauren said softly, clutching a mug of tea. "And I remember a car running me off the cliff road. A black SUV. The driver... he got out and looked down at the wreckage before driving away."
The realization hit Ethan like a physical blow. Someone had tried to assassinate his wife. And the only person who gained anything from Clara’s death was the woman currently sleeping in the master bedroom.
