When Her Corrupt Surgeon Husband Forced Black Military Doctor Evelyn To Cover Up His Son's $2,000,000 Surgical Malpractice On A U.S. Senator In 1968, She Exposed The Truth
The silence stretched, thick and heavy. The panel members exchanged shocked glances. The implications of Captain Hollis’s reading were staggering. Three lives, officially explained away as battlefield casualties or medical complications, were, according to this ledger, direct results of Julian Montgomery’s incompetence, deliberately concealed by Arthur and Pendelton.
“Auditor Pendelton,” the Commanding General finally said, her voice sharp with disbelief and anger. “Is this document genuine?”
Silas Pendelton was trembling. He looked at Arthur, who stared straight ahead, a muscle twitching in his jaw. There was no escape for Pendelton now. The weight of the evidence, read aloud for everyone to hear, was too immense.
“It… it is,” Pendelton whispered, his voice barely audible. “It’s… it’s my log.”
“Speak up, Auditor!” the General commanded.
Pendelton flinched. “Yes, General! It’s my log. I… I kept it. For, uh, for internal reference.”
Captain Hollis stepped forward. “Internal reference, Auditor, or leverage? You signed off on every single one of these ‘amendments.’ What exactly were you receiving for erasing these facts, for actively participating in obscuring the truth about patient deaths?”
He opened the ledger again, flipping to the back pages. “Let me assist the Auditor. These entries, General, detail transfers of funds from Dr. Arthur Montgomery’s personal account to Auditor Pendelton’s. Specific amounts, specific dates, consistently following each ‘amendment.'”
He pointed to a line. “$5,000 for the Jenkins case. $7,500 for Rodriguez. And a staggering $10,000 for the Jefferson incident. All in local currency, paid out in ‘consulting fees’ and ‘administrative bonuses’ that were never officially declared.”
Pendelton’s composure shattered. His face crumpled. “He… he made me do it! Dr. Montgomery threatened my career! He said he’d expose my… my gambling debts to the internal auditors!”
Arthur finally moved, slamming his fist on the table. “He’s lying! This is pure fabrication!”
“Is it, Dr. Montgomery?” Captain Hollis challenged, turning to Arthur. “Because the dates and amounts in this ledger directly correlate with withdrawals from your personal bank accounts, which we have subpoenaed. And Auditor Pendelton’s bank accounts show matching deposits. A total of 22,500 LAK, Mr. Pendelton, paid out to you over three years for these ‘corrections.’ That’s a substantial sum.”
Pendelton burst out, “It was my family! My wife was sick! He exploited my weakness! I… I falsified the files! Julian Montgomery was indeed responsible for those deaths! And Dr. Arthur Montgomery ordered me to cover it up, every single time!”
The General slammed her hand on the table. “Enough! Auditor Pendelton, you are admitting to fraud, conspiracy, and accessory to criminal negligence involving patient fatalities. Do you understand the gravity of that confession?”
Pendelton nodded frantically, tears streaming down his face. Arthur stared at him, a look of pure hatred in his eyes. The room was utterly still, the weight of the confession hanging in the air.
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