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Chapter 8 - The Second Woman

David’s text message wasn't just a desperate plea; it was a threat wrapped in a confession.

I looked across the table at Alejandro Garza, who was busy packing his tablet back into his briefcase. "Alejandro, wait. Look at this." I slid my phone across the wood.

Garza read the message twice, his eyebrows raising slowly. "Who is the 'who' he's referring to? Did he have a partner in this?"

"I don't know," I said, my mind racing through the possibilities. "For twelve years, David lived a remarkably ordinary life. He went to work at the warehouse, came home, watched sports, complained about money, and acted like a tired, middle-class husband. A secret trust fund, commercial rental skimming, a hidden second life... that takes infrastructure. That takes someone on the inside."

"Someone who knew how to manage corporate shell companies without raising red flags at the bank," Garza muttered, tapping his pen against his chin. "Let's run a secondary cross-reference on San Lucas Holdings. Let's see who else signed as a witness or corporate secretary when the trust was established twelve years ago."

It took Garza’s tech specialist less than fifteen minutes to crack the historical metadata of the dissolved LLC.

The name on the original incorporation papers wasn't Elvira, and it wasn't a stranger.

It was Claudia Morales—my own former college roommate and former administrative assistant at the bank where I worked twelve years ago, who had mysteriously quit her job and moved to Guadalajara right around the time David and I got married.

The puzzle pieces snapped together with a sickening, violent clarity.

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David hadn't just been hiding medical bills from me; he had been funding a shadow family—or at least a shadow business partner—two hundred miles away for over a decade, using my inheritance as their startup capital.

"We need to move faster, Alejandro," I said, standing up from the table. "File the injunctions tonight. And notify the federal prosecutor handling financial crimes in Querétaro. We aren't just filing for divorce anymore. We are blowing up a criminal enterprise."

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