“I don’t know. That’s why everyone needs to be careful. Don’t speculate, don’t confront Richard, and don’t attempt to investigate this yourself.”
I promised I wouldn’t.
But I couldn’t stop thinking about the baby.
Two days later, Vesna called me.
Her voice was trembling.
“They found something.”
“What?”
“An email. Richard sent it to Adrian six weeks before Sophie was born.”
I sat down.
“What did it say?”
Vesna took a shaky breath.
“He wrote that once the baby arrived, the final transfer could be completed. He said the child’s birth would make the arrangement easier to justify.”
I felt sick.
“Did he explain what the arrangement was?”
“No. But there was an attachment.”
“What kind?”
“A document with Sophie’s name on it.”
She began crying.
“It wasn’t a birth certificate. It was some kind of draft declaration. It listed her as the beneficiary of a trust that didn’t exist yet.”
