Inside, everything was perfectly dry, carefully arranged. Warm clothes folded neatly—a coat, pants, shoes exactly my size. A brand-new phone. A passport bearing my photo but a different name—my maiden name, Hannah Reed. Bundles of cash, thick and heavy. An encrypted USB drive. And a sealed envelope, marked with wax.
On the front, written in precise handwriting, were the words:
“For Hannah. Read immediately.”
My heart pounded as I pulled on the coat, the warmth wrapping around me like a lifeline. I hurried to a nearby bus stop, just far enough from the mansion’s cameras, and broke the seal.
“Hannah,
If you’re reading this, then my plan worked, and you are safely out of that house. Forgive the cruelty of my actions. The garbage bag was the only way to get this to you without raising suspicion.
I know everything. I know about Ryan and the senator’s daughter. I know how Margaret enables him. But their betrayal is only the surface. For months, I have uncovered something far worse. Ryan, Margaret, and Senator Whitmore have been using my company to launder millions through corrupt public contracts. They are destroying everything I built.