She had sat beside me while I cried.
She had even held my hand during the reading of his will.
It was Elaine.
Raymond's wife.
Beneath the photograph was a message.
**Your husband didn't die from his heart condition. Ask Elaine what she gave him that afternoon.**
I stared at the screen.
Nathan leaned forward.
"What is it?"
I showed him.
His face went white.
Then another message appeared.
**And before you trust Nathan Harrison, ask him why his mother was receiving payments from Thomas's company fourteen years after she supposedly died.**
I slowly turned toward Nathan.
He wasn't looking at the photograph anymore.
He was staring at the message.
His hands began to shake.
"Nathan?"
He swallowed.
"Margaret, I need to tell you something."
I felt a terrible pressure building in my chest.
"What?"
He looked as though he might be sick.
"My mother didn't die five years ago."
