Then he slid a folder across the table.
On top of it was a check.
Even through the grainy footage, the amount looked enormous.
“We can resolve this quietly,” Mark said. “No lawsuit. No press. Cause of death recorded under her underlying condition.”
Daniel rubbed his face with both hands.
Mark’s voice softened. “Litigation is invasive. It will be years of depositions. It will pull your wife’s medical history into the public record. Your family deserves peace.”
Daniel stared at the check for a long time.
Then he said something that made my chest go cold.
“My wife doesn’t need to know the details.”
Daniel swallowed.
He asked, “If I sign, this ends?”
“Yes,” Mark said.
Daniel stared at the check.
Then he said the sentence that split my life in two.
“She doesn’t need to know the details.”
Mark slid the pen closer.
