My Husband Said Floor 4 Didn't Exist While Draining My $145,000 Savings—Until His Ex Revealed The 1912 Pact Sealed Above Our Bedroom
👉 Previous action: You discovered Julian’s hidden ledger detailing quarterly payments to ‘Covenant Holdings’ and a threat about the ceiling falling.
I stared at Julian’s note, the words “One more payment before November 1st or the ceiling falls” burned into my mind. The ledger lay open, a testament to decades of a secret financial drain.
My phone buzzed again. This time, it wasn’t a bank alert. An anonymous text message from an unlisted Boston area code flashed on the screen: “He told me I was crazy too. Check the tax records for 1998.”
My heart leaped. The number was unfamiliar, but the cryptic message and its chilling echo of Julian’s own words pointed to only one person.
Clara Hallowell. Julian’s ex-wife. She was a respected architectural historian, but she had divorced Julian six years ago and vanished almost entirely from our professional community. I had heard whispers of a bitter split, but nothing concrete.
Could Julian have done this to her too? Could she be the key to understanding the full scope of this nightmare?
The ledger was heavy in my hand, burning with a terrible truth. I could confront Julian directly, or I could seek out this unseen witness, this Clara, who claimed to have walked this path before me.
Choose your next action
Confront Julian at his downtown architectural office immediately with the ledger. — Read Chapter 8 to continue.
Meet Clara Hallowell secretly at a cafe in Beacon Hill to inspect the 1998 records. — Read Chapter 9 to continue.
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