Chapter 10: My Mother's Letter
I read the first sentence three times.
My darling Emily, if you're reading this, then the one person I hoped would never discover what I protected from him has finally found it.
Dad stared at the page.
"Give me the letter.""
I stepped backward.
"No.""
"Emily, please.""
"No.""
His face crumpled.
Thomas stood quietly near the doorway.
Linda was still smiling.
That smile made me look at her.
"You wanted this.""
She lifted her glass.
"I wanted the truth.""
Madison stared at her mother.
"You knew what was in that letter?""
Linda's smile disappeared.
"No.""
Thomas answered for her.
"She knew enough.""
Dad turned toward him.
"What did Susan think she was protecting from me?""
Thomas looked at me.
"Read.""
So I did.
Mom's handwriting blurred through my tears.
Emily, there are things about money that destroy families faster than poverty ever could. Your grandparents understood that. When they created the structure that eventually became your trust, they made me promise it would remain separate from my marriage.
I stopped.
Dad looked confused.
"I knew her parents had investments.""
"But not how much?"" Daniel asked.
"No.""
I continued.
Robert is not a bad man. I need you to understand that first. But he has a weakness he refuses to see in himself. When he is frightened, he trusts the person who promises the fastest solution.
My eyes lifted.
Dad looked like he'd been struck.
Linda folded her arms.
I read on.
Years ago, your father invested money with a man named Thomas Vale. Robert believed the investment would save our finances. Instead, it nearly destroyed them.
Everyone looked at Thomas.
Dad's face changed.
"Vale Investments.""
Thomas nodded.
"You remember now.""
Dad staggered back.
"I never met you.""
"No. You dealt with my partner.""
"What partner?""
Thomas glanced toward Linda.
The room went silent.
Dad whispered, "No.""
Linda said nothing.
Thomas continued.
"Linda worked with me.""
Dad stared at his wife.
"You were involved in that investment?""
"Years before we met.""
"We met because Susan died!""
Linda looked away.
Dad shouted, "Answer me!""
Thomas stepped between them.
"Robert, fifteen years ago, you put nearly all your savings into a private investment fund.""
Dad rubbed his face.
"I lost seventy thousand dollars.""
"More.""
"No.""
"Susan covered the rest.""
Dad looked at him.
"What?""
"She liquidated part of her inheritance to settle the debts you didn't know existed.""
My heart hurt for both of them.
Mom had protected him even then.
Dad whispered, "Why didn't she tell me?""
"Because she knew you'd blame yourself.""
Linda laughed softly.
"Saint Susan.""
I snapped toward her.
"Don't.""
For once, my voice stopped her.
I continued reading.
I forgave your father because he was trying to build a better life for us. But I changed my estate plan afterward. Your trust became protected. Robert could not control it, borrow against it, or use it as collateral.
Dad covered his mouth.
"I didn't know.""
Thomas nodded.
"That was the point.""
I read the next paragraph.
Then everything changed.
Six months ago, someone contacted me asking questions about the trust. At first, I believed it was routine. Then I learned the caller knew details only three people should have known.
I looked at Thomas.
"Who were the three?""
"Susan. Her attorney. And me.""
"Why you?""
"Because I helped recover the money from the failed investment.""
Linda scoffed.
"After helping lose it.""
Thomas nodded.
"That's fair.""
I appreciated that he didn't defend himself.
"Then who called the attorney?"" Daniel asked.
Thomas looked at Linda.
"She did.""
Linda shook her head.
"You can't prove that.""
Thomas reached into his coat.
"I don't need to.""
He removed an old microcassette.
Andrew's eyebrows rose.
"What is that?""
"Susan recorded our last meeting.""
My pulse jumped.
"You have my mother's voice?""
Thomas nodded.
Linda moved toward him.
"That's private property.""
Daniel stepped in front of her.
"So was Emily's trust.""
Thomas handed the cassette to me.
"Susan gave it to me with the letter.""
"Why wait fifteen years?""
"Because those were her instructions.""
"What instructions?""
"Stay away unless someone tried to access the trust.""
I stared at him.
"Someone did.""
"Yes.""
"Linda.""
"Yes.""
Dad whispered, "Why didn't you come sooner?""
Thomas looked ashamed.
"Because Linda found me first.""
There it was.
Another layer.
Madison whispered, "Mom?""
Thomas continued.
"Eight years ago, Linda came to me. She knew I had information about Susan's estate.""
Linda snapped, "You took money from me!""
"I took money to stay silent.""
Everyone stared at him.
He didn't flinch.
"I'm not proud of it.""
Dad stepped forward.
"How much?""
"One hundred thousand.""
"You blackmailed my wife?""
"No.""
Thomas looked at Linda.
"She paid me voluntarily because she believed I had the original trust documents.""
Andrew frowned.
"Did you?""
"No.""
"Then what did she buy?""
"Time.""
My stomach twisted.
Linda had stolen from me.
Thomas had profited from knowing.
Everyone had treated my mother's death like a locked room full of money.
I looked down at the letter again.
There was one final paragraph.
Emily, if the trust is ever threatened, do not assume the person who appears guilty is the only person involved. Follow the money, but also follow the fear. Someone who wants wealth behaves differently from someone who is terrified of what the wealth can reveal.
I read it aloud.
Linda stopped smiling.
Daniel noticed.
"So what does the money reveal?""
Thomas's face hardened.
"That's why I'm here.""
Dad stared at him.
"You said Susan invited you.""
"In a way.""
Thomas reached into the envelope again.
He removed a photocopy of a bank transfer.
"Three days before Susan's accident, she moved two hundred and fifty thousand dollars.""
Andrew took the paper.
"Where?""
"Into a protected account.""
"Beneficiary?""
Thomas looked at me.
"Emily.""
I frowned.
"Then why does it matter?""
"Because the money didn't belong to Susan.""
Dad looked confused.
"Whose was it?""
Thomas turned toward Linda.
"Hers.""
Linda dropped her champagne glass.
It shattered.
Madison jumped.
I stared at my stepmother.
"Mom had Linda's money?""
Thomas nodded.
"Not exactly.""
He pulled out another page.
"Susan had evidence that Linda and my former partner were running an investment fraud.""
Linda screamed, "That's a lie!""
Thomas continued over her.
"Susan was preparing to turn everything over to investigators.""
Dad went pale.
"When?""
"The morning after her accident.""
Silence.
The room seemed to lose all air.
I looked at Linda.
She looked terrified now.
Not angry.
Not defensive.
Terrified.
"Did you know?"" I whispered.
Linda backed away.
"Emily, don't.""
"Did you know my mother was going to expose you?""
She shook her head.
Thomas answered.
"Yes.""
Linda spun toward him.
"You don't know anything!""
Thomas's voice became cold.
"I know because you called me that night.""
Dad grabbed the back of a chair.
"What did she say?""
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Thomas looked directly at Linda.
"She said, 'Susan won't be making that meeting tomorrow.''"
