Chapter 14

"I assumed it would be," he replied.The investigator turned the screen so he could see. "About five months ago, several small companies began buying shares of your company. Nothing unusual at first. It happens all the time. But when we looked closer, those companies are all connected.""Connected how?" he asked."They are all owned by the same holding group," the investigator said. "And that holding group was created four months ago.""Who owns the holding group?" he asked, though he already felt like he knew the answer.The investigator clicked another file and turned the screen again. Her name was on the document. Not directly, not in a way that was obvious to the public, but through layers of legal structures, shell companies, and proxies, the trail led to her."She's positioning herself to become one of the largest voting shareholders in your company," the investigator said. "If you are declared medically unable to run the company, and she already controls enough shares, she effectively controls everything."He sat very still, looking at the documents. "So, the pills weaken me," he said slowly. "The doctors declare me unfit. She gains control of my voting rights temporarily, but she already owns enough shares to make sure temporary becomes permanent."The investigator nodded. "That's what it looks like.""And the marriage?" he asked."That makes everything cleaner," the investigator replied. "Less suspicion, more legal access, more sympathy from the board. A wife taking care of her disabled husband—no one questions that story."He let out a slow breath and looked down at his hands. "For months," he said quietly, "I thought I was unlucky."The investigator didn't say anything."But this isn't luck," he continued. "This is a strategy.""Yes," the investigator said. "It is."After the investigator left, he sat alone in the study for a long time. The house was quiet again. He could hear her voice somewhere downstairs talking about flower arrangements and seating charts, her tone warm and excited, like someone planning a beautiful future. He rolled to the window and looked out at the backyard.That afternoon, he went outside again. She was already there near the garden wall, waiting."You walked more yesterday," she said when she saw him."Yes," he replied. "And today I found out why she needs me in that chair."

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