Chapter 4 - The Signature Under the Rain
Daniel filed for an emergency protective order before noon.
His lawyers advised against accusing Bianca publicly of involvement in Caroline’s death.
There was evidence of conspiracy involving Lily’s trust.
There was evidence she attacked Grace.
There was not yet evidence she caused Caroline’s crash.
Daniel hated the distinction.
He also understood it.
For the first time in years, anger could not be allowed to make decisions.
Bianca responded immediately.
Her attorney filed a petition for access to the marital home and accused Daniel of “weaponizing an old family tragedy during a domestic disagreement.”
She also denied attacking Grace.
Unfortunately for her, Studio A had cameras.
The footage showed everything.
Bianca’s counsel shifted.
Bianca had been “emotionally provoked.”
Grace refused to drop the matter.
Daniel supported her.
That afternoon he sat beside Lily on the back steps.
“Is Bianca coming home?”
“Not right now.”
“Because she hit Grace?”
“Yes.”
“And because she wants to send me away?”
Daniel hated how carefully Lily watched his face.
“Yes.”
“Were you going to let her?”
“I signed something without understanding it.”
Lily looked hurt.
“That means yes.”
“No.”
“You signed it.”
Daniel could not argue with that.
“I made a mistake.”
“A big one?”
“Yes.”
Lily looked down.
“Mom wouldn’t sign it.”
Daniel’s throat tightened.
“No. I don’t think she would.”
Lily wore Caroline’s small headphones around her neck.
“Did Mom get hurt because of me?”
Daniel turned sharply.
“No.”
“Bianca said something about my trust.”
“You heard that?”
“A little.”
“You did nothing wrong.”
“Then why do people want my money?”
Children could be brutally direct.
Daniel answered carefully.
“Because some people start believing having more money will fix what’s wrong inside them.”
“Does it?”
“No.”
Lily considered that.
“Then they’re stupid.”
Daniel almost smiled.
That evening Peter Lang arrived with documents.
The original Reed trust existed.
Caroline had named Lily sole beneficiary of the twenty-two-percent voting block.
Neither Daniel nor Julian controlled it.
But there was an unusual clause.
If Lily permanently resided outside California before age twelve under a lawful guardianship order, administrative control shifted from independent trustee Harold Mercer to a secondary advisory committee.
“Who sits on that committee?” Daniel asked.
Peter slid over the page.
Three names.
One was deceased.
One had resigned.
The third:
Bianca Cross.
Daniel stared.
“She was written into Caroline’s trust?”
“No. Bianca was appointed later.”
“By whom?”
“Harold Mercer.”
Daniel called him immediately.
Mercer, seventy-one, answered from Palm Springs.
He sounded shaken when Daniel explained.
“I did not appoint Bianca.”
“Your signature says you did.”
“Then my signature was forged.”
Daniel’s blood chilled.
“How long has she had advisory authority?”
“According to these papers? Eighteen months.”
Six months before Daniel married her.
She had positioned herself inside Lily’s trust before becoming Lily’s stepmother.
This was no opportunistic scheme after marriage.
She had approached Daniel already knowing what Lily was worth.
Peter said quietly, “Daniel, how did you meet Bianca?”
He remembered.
A charity recording event.
Bianca had introduced herself near the backstage bar.
She claimed she loved one of his early albums.
They talked for hours.
He had believed it was chance.
Now he wondered whether anything was.
Then Eric called again.
“The Studio A file contains another section.”
Daniel put him on speaker.
Adrian Cross said:
“You’re taking too many risks.”
Bianca replied:
“Daniel signs whatever is in front of him when you tell him it protects Lily.”
Adrian laughed.
“That didn’t work with Caroline.”
“No.”
A pause.
“She read everything.”
Daniel felt shame crawl through him.
Caroline had always accused him of signing too quickly.
He used to call her obsessive.
Bianca had studied that weakness.
The recording continued.
Adrian:
“And Grace?”
Bianca:
“She remembers too much.”
Daniel looked at Grace.
She went pale.
Adrian continued:
“Then why is she still in the house?”
Bianca’s answer came softly.
“Because removing her before Daniel signs would make him suspicious.”
Grace covered her mouth.
Daniel felt something close to nausea.
Bianca had tolerated Grace as part of a timeline.
Nothing more.
Eric stopped the file.
“There’s another sound underneath their voices.”
“What?”
“I enhanced it.”
Rain.
A car door.
Then three electronic beeps.
Grace leaned toward the speaker.
“I know that sound.”
Daniel looked at her.
“What is it?”
“Caroline’s old Range Rover.”
Daniel stared.
“That car was destroyed.”
“The crash vehicle was.”
Grace shook her head.
“But before that, she had an aftermarket alarm installed. Three beeps when the diagnostic port was accessed.”
Daniel’s skin went cold.
The recording had captured the same sound.
Six years later.
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Somebody still had the diagnostic device used on Caroline’s car.
And Bianca had been standing next to it.
