Chapter 6 - The Men Who Benefited From My Wheelchair Discovered I Was Recovering, and Suddenly My Mansion Became a War ZoneThe next morning, my security chief arrived.
He smiled.
“How are you feeling?”
“Better.”
His eyes moved toward my legs.
He didn't know.
I kept my blanket in place.
Audrey had warned me.
Don't let them know.
Lily sat beside me.
Playing music.
I moved my toes.
Just slightly.
She smiled.
“Good.”
The security chief watched.
“What is she doing?”
“Helping me relax.”
He nodded.
Then left.
I waited.
Ten minutes later, the house cameras went offline.
Audrey's face changed.
“They know.”
“Who?”
“Everyone.”
We moved through the underground passage.
My legs were still weak.
But Lily stayed beside me.
“Slow.”
I whispered.
“You've got this.”
We reached the safe room.
Maria was already there.
She held a folder.
“Your legal adviser tried to transfer your companies.”
My blood froze.
“Why?”
“They think you're dying.”
I smiled bitterly.
“They've always thought that.”
Then my phone rang.
Rafael.
My dead brother.
“Caleb.”
His voice sounded exactly the same.
I felt rage.
“You're alive.”
“Unfortunately for you.”
“What do you want?”
“The chair.”
I looked at the wheelchair.
“You can have it.”
He laughed.
“Not until you sign.”
“Sign what?”
“Everything.”
I hung up.
Lily looked at me.
“Bad man?”
I nodded.
“Very.”
She smiled.
“Then make him think you're still scared.”
I looked at Audrey.
She smiled.
“She learned from me.”
We staged my decline.
I returned to the wheelchair.
Doctors were called.
My public condition was announced.
I appeared weaker than ever.
Meanwhile, Audrey and I collected evidence.
Financial transfers.
Drug purchases.
Doctor payments.
Everything.
Then Lily found something.
A small notebook beneath the piano.
My wife's handwriting.
Names.
Dates.
One final entry:
May you like
The person who controls Caleb's medicine controls Caleb.
The signature beneath it belonged to my own doctor.
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