But before I could answer, Richard spoke again, this time with a mixture of anger and fear.
“You shouldn’t have that. It’s illegal. It’s mine.”
“No,” I corrected. “It’s evidence.”
The memory card contained documents, emails, and recordings that Richard himself had inadvertently left on my computer years ago, when he asked me to print out a contract for him. I didn’t understand what I saw then, but I knew it wasn’t clean. I saved it instinctively, not knowing if it would ever be useful… and now I understood why.“Tax fraud, manipulation of European funds, bribes to secure public contracts,” I listed coldly. “Twenty years of crimes.”
Richard’s pupils dilated. Edward swallowed hard. His mother-in-law, Helen, covered her mouth, horrified.
“What the hell are you trying to do?” Edward spat. “This has nothing to do with Lucia!”
I leaned toward him.
“Of course it’s related. Because while you were playing at being a perfect family, I was investigating why my daughter had lost her joy. And I found much more than I expected.”
The murmurs in the restaurant grew louder. People didn’t know what was happening, but the tension was palpable. The maître d’ approached, looking concerned.
“Is there a problem, gentlemen?”
Richard stood up violently.
“Don’t disturb us!” he shouted, completely beside himself.
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