Chapter 7 - BURN THE EVIDENCE
The revelation paralyzed me. My entire life was a carefully constructed diorama of lies, managed by murderers.
"We need the ledger," Robert said, snapping me out of my shock. "Without it, we are just two crazy people running from a wealthy man. With it, we can destroy him."
"I didn't bring it," I confessed, feeling a wave of nausea. "I was terrified he would catch me. It's still in the safe."
Robert ran a hand over his face. "Okay. Okay, we have to get it back. But we can't go near the estate. Alejandro will have it surrounded."
"My brother," I said suddenly. "Daniel."
Robert shook his head vehemently. "Mariana, no. Daniel is in on it. He always hated me. He helped Alejandro draft the fake embezzlement charges."
"I know," I said, a dangerous new resolve hardening my voice. "But Daniel is a coward. He’s weak. If we corner him, if we press the right buttons, he will fold. He has the master keys to the estate. We can use him to get inside when Alejandro isn't expecting it."
Robert looked at me, really looked at me. He saw the shift. The naive, heartbroken socialite had died in that alley. The woman sitting next to him in the dirt was ready to burn her own world down to survive.
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"You've changed," he murmured.
"I had to," I replied. "For you."
