The Silent Nursery and the Secrets Hidden in My Late Wifes Records
He set the binder down on the changing table, opening it to a page with Daniel’s signature.
“I am calling an emergency board meeting,” Ethan said.
“It will be held at eight o’clock this morning at the Chicago headquarters.”
“I am going to present this evidence directly to the board of directors.”
“Once they see that Daniel is responsible for Claire’s death and the falsification of our primary drug trial, they will vote him out.”
“But you need to be there in person,” I said.
“I will be,” Ethan said.
“But I cannot leave the children alone.”
He looked at me, his eyes searching my face.
“I need you to stay with them, Grace.”
“Even if the investigators return with a supervisor.”
“Do not let them take the babies until my lawyers arrive with the injunction.”
“I trust you,” he added softly.
I felt the weight of his words.
I was just a night cleaner, but in this quiet room, I was the only barrier between his family and ruin.
“I will protect them,” I said.
“I won’t let anyone take them.”