Chapter 4
Hunted
As the sisters piece together the truth, they realize Robert's double-crosses have put them in grave danger. They become targets of those Robert wronged, forcing them to flee and rely on each other for survival.
The air in Marie’s opulent living room had grown thick, not just with the lingering scent of expensive lilies that mocked the stillness of death, but with a palpable tension. Pamela, her sharp eyes scanning the room as if searching for a misplaced piece of evidence, felt it crawl under her skin. The police had been and gone, their pronouncements of suicide leaving a bitter taste in her mouth. Suicide. Robert, the man who orchestrated his life with the precision of a chess grandmaster, ending it all with a single, desperate act? It didn’t sit right. Not with Pamela, the former detective who had seen too many staged scenes, too many carefully constructed narratives designed to mislead.
Marie sat across from her, a fragile porcelain doll in a sea of dark velvet, her eyes red-rimmed but dry now, a testament to the exhaustion of grief. She clutched a silk handkerchief, its edges frayed from nervous twisting. “They said… they said it was his choice, Pam.” Her voice was a whisper, barely audible above the ticking of the grandfather clock in the hall, each tick a hammer blow against the silence.
Pamela offered a small, tight smile that didn’t reach her eyes. “The police have their theories, Marie. But theories aren’t always the truth.” She gest