Another pause.
Then the words that left me staring into the gray light of morning.
“Before they locked me out, I copied the document.”
Her voice trembled.
“It’s a trust amendment, dated two months before your father died.”
I felt the room tilt.
“And Maya…”
Claire swallowed.
“Your father’s signature is on it.”
The message ended.
For several seconds, neither Liam nor I spoke.
Then I looked at my brother.
Two months before Dad died, he could barely hold a cup without help.
He had signed no business documents without me or Liam in the room.
At least, that was what I had always believed.
Liam reached for the phone.
But I was already replaying Claire’s final words in my mind.
A trust amendment.
My father’s signature.
Hidden inside Apex’s records.
And suddenly, the question was no longer only what Ethan had been trying to hide.
