Chapter 6 - THE UNCLE WHO NEVER LEFT
Ethan searched old company records. Richard had controlled a private security firm that handled transportation for Ashford events. The firm had been dissolved shortly after my accident.
Daniel agreed to meet us. He admitted that Richard’s men had followed our car to frighten him into silence after he discovered Caroline had been given a copy of my championship routine before the final. Daniel had planned to report the copied choreography. Instead, he was threatened and paid to stay quiet.
“I was driving too fast,” he said. “But I wasn’t the only reason we crashed.”
I wanted to hate him. Part of me did. But I could see the shame he had carried for twelve years.
Ethan confronted Walter. His father denied knowing where Richard was, but his expression changed when Ethan showed him the security-company records.
“You knew,” Ethan said.
“I was protecting family.”
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“And Claire wasn’t?”
Walter had no answer. That evening, a black car waited across the street from my apartment. Its windows were dark. The driver lifted one hand, then disappeared into traffic.
