Finally, Grant and Ian returned from outside. They saw me standing over their broken father. They saw the FBI alerts flooding Dominic’s phone I had thrown on the floor.
“It’s over,” I said. “The money is gone. The evidence is public. You have nothing.”
I walked out into the snow as the police lights crested the hill. I didn’t run. I just walked away, leaving them to the law.
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Three days later, I stood in the hospital room. Tessa’s eyes were open.
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“They’re gone,” I told her softly. “All of them. Victor is in prison. The brothers are facing life.”
“And…?” she whispered, her eyes searching.
