When the driver learned Alexander had awakened, he could no longer live with the fear and guilt.
“They paid me,” he confessed through tears. “They told me if I didn’t cooperate, my family and I would disappear. I tampered with the system… I thought they only wanted to scare him… and after that I couldn’t back out.”
Weeks later, when Alexander could stand with support, he summoned Vanessa and Grant to a “private meeting” in a conference room at the hospital. He told them he wanted to discuss the future of the company and the family.
They arrived confident.
Even smiling.
Vanessa sat down with her legs crossed, carrying the same sharp elegance that had once impressed Dallas society. Grant spoke first, using words like loyalty, difficult times, unity.
Alexander let them talk.
Then he pressed a button.
The room filled with Vanessa’s voice:
“And the brakes were done perfectly…”
Then Grant’s:
“If he doesn’t wake up, everything gets easier…”
The color drained from both their faces.
Before either could react, the door opened. Alexander’s attorney stepped in, followed by a federal agent and two police officers.
Grant tried to recover first.