Chapter 5 - The Woman Who Saved a Copy

Richard ordered the entire server room sealed.
No one was allowed inside without two security officers and a hospital attorney present.
Marcus remained with his lawyer in the conference wing.
Isabella refused to answer questions.
Dr. Mercer could not be found.
The missing footage changed everything.
The surviving recording exposed a conspiracy, but it did not prove who had attacked Khloe.
Isabellaâs attorneys would argue that Khloe had become violent after discovering her husbandâs secret.
They would claim Isabella acted in self-defense.
Khloe hated how easily the lie could be shaped.
Near midnight, Elaine returned to the maternity suite.
She closed the door behind her.
âI need to show you something.â
Khloe looked toward the security guard outside.
âDoes Richard know youâre here?â
âNo.â
Elaine removed her phone from her handbag.
âWhen I saw Isabella standing over you, I began recording.â
Khloeâs breath caught.
âYou recorded the room?â
âOnly after the doors opened.â
âThat doesnât prove she pushed me.â
âNo.â
Elaine opened a video.
âIt proves Marcus knew more than he admitted.â
The recording showed Khloe on the floor.
Isabella pointed at her and claimed she had been attacked.
Marcus stood in the doorway.
His face was pale.
Then Isabella took one small step toward him.
The phoneâs microphone captured her whisper.
âYou said the camera was disabled.â
Marcus answered so quietly that Elaine had increased the volume.
âIt was supposed to be.â
Khloe watched the exchange three times.
Each viewing hurt more than the last.
Marcus had known the camera should not have been recording.
Someone had intentionally planned to disable it.
Elaine lowered the phone.
âI sent a copy to an encrypted account.â
âWhy didnât you tell Richard?â
âI donât know who to trust.â
âRichard is my uncle.â
âAnd his name is on the list of people capable of deleting the recording.â
Khloe looked away.
Richard had protected her since her fatherâs death.
He had attended every birthday.
He had walked her down the aisle.
Distrusting him felt impossible.
Yet twelve hours earlier, distrusting Marcus had felt impossible too.
âWhy are you helping me?â Khloe asked.
Elaine sat in the chair beside the bed.
âMy younger sister worked for Thorne Global.â
âWhat happened?â
âShe discovered false invoices connected to one of Marcusâs overseas charities.â
Khloe waited.
âTwo weeks later, she was dismissed for misconduct.â
âWas the accusation false?â
âYes.â
Elaineâs voice tightened.
âShe tried to fight it, but every document proving her case disappeared.â
âWhat was your sisterâs name?â
âRachel Parker.â
Khloe recognized it.
Rachel had been Marcusâs financial coordinator during the first year of their marriage.
Marcus had told Khloe that Rachel stole donor funds.
âShe didnât steal anything,â Elaine said.
âI believe you.â
Elaineâs eyes filled, but she maintained control.
âMy sister died last year.â
Khloe said nothing for several seconds.
âIâm sorry.â
âShe spent her final months trying to prove she wasnât a thief.â
Elaine looked at the hospital door.
âBefore she died, she told me Marcus Thorne never destroyed evidence unless the evidence led to someone more powerful.â
âMore powerful than Marcus?â
âYes.â
Elaine leaned closer.
âShe said Marcus was not the person controlling the money.â
Khloe thought of the deleted recording.
The forged evaluation.
The hospital access.
âThen who was?â
Elaine opened another file on her phone.
It was an email Rachel had scheduled to send after her death.
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The subject line contained only three words.
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