Chapter 4 - THE REAL OWNERThe chapel grew deathly quiet once again, save for the faint hum of the audio system shutting down.
I walked slowly up the carpeted steps toward the altar, pausing beside my husband’s mahogany casket. Ethan had been weak, easily manipulated by his mother, and ultimately betrayed by the very people he trusted most. But he didn't deserve to die in the staged car crash Margaret had engineered to seize control of our holdings.
Inspector Vance walked up the steps, holding out a heavy leather briefcase.
"The federal freeze orders have been executed on all Cole family trust accounts, Mrs. Cole," Vance reported respectfully. "Every hidden asset, offshore shell company, and real estate holding has been successfully attached."
I opened the briefcase. Inside lay the certified corporate charter of Sentinel Medical Systems—the $84 million healthcare and cybersecurity empire I had founded years before I ever met Ethan.
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Margaret and Vanessa had spent months plotting to steal a fortune they thought belonged to the Cole family. They never realized that Ethan had been living off my dividends, and that the moment he died, his mother inherited nothing because he owned nothing.
"Thank you, Inspector," I said, snapping the briefcase shut.
