The Truth Uncovered
Three days later, Gerald sat across from him in the study, sliding a folder across the desk.
“You’re not going to like this.”
Marco opened it. Photographs spilled out—Jenny and Wesley at a hotel bar, kissing in his car, entering an apartment together. Time stamps showed an eight-month affair.
“There’s more,” Gerald added. “They’re planning something bigger. Wesley’s been meeting a man named Tommy Travis—he forges identities. And Jenny’s been photographing files from your office. Insurance, offshore accounts, contracts. Everything worth taking.”
Marco walked to his safe. He had already noticed files shifted slightly, just enough to confirm his instincts.
“My wife thinks she can leave rich—with my business partner,” Marco said, his laugh empty.
“Marco, you could divorce her. Cut Wesley out of the company.”
“No,” Marco’s voice was sharp as a blade. “They’ve started a war. And in war, there is only total victory.”
