There was also a series of printed emails, several containing references to signatures, identification documents, and an upcoming review of the account.
I recognized the name of the lawyer who had helped Elena.
I also recognized the signature on one of the forms.
It was supposed to be mine.
But I had never signed that document.
For a long moment, I could not speak.
The bruises on Sofia’s arms had been terrible enough.
The discovery that someone might have been interfering with the money Elena had intended to protect our daughter was something else entirely.
This was no longer just a story about a cruel stepmother.
It might be a story about a carefully concealed financial scheme.
And Patricia had been keeping the evidence inside the very room where she slept.
The investigators continued documenting the compartment.
They found records of communications with a financial adviser, copies of identity documents, and a small notebook containing account references.
