“That’s impossible.”
Arthur sacudió la cabeza.
“Fue colocado en un fideicomiso controlado por el tío de Margaret, Victor Shaw”.
The name appeared in Julian’s letter.
The relative he had been afraid of.
Arthur continued.
“When Margaret supposedly d/i/ed, Victor expected to gain partial control of the trust until the children became adults.”
“What do you mean ‘supposedly’?” Daniel demanded.
Eleanor closed her eyes.
Arthur looked toward her.
Ella susurró:
“Because Margaret didn’t d/i/e that night.”
The room erupted.
Ten voices.
Preguntas.
Anger.
Disbelief.
I raised my hands.
“Stop.”
Gradually, silence returned.
I looked directly at Eleanor.
“Then where was she?”
Eleanor’s face collapsed with grief.
“Running.”
According to Eleanor, Margaret had discovered that Victor had been stealing from the trust for years.
When she confronted him, he threatened her.
Not only her.
Los niños.
Margaret became terrified.
She intended to take the children and disappear.
