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Chapter 791:
“You have the right to remain silent,” the agent began, reciting the Miranda warning. “Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford one, one will be appointed to you. Do you understand these rights as I have read them to you p>
Richard didn’t answer. He stood swaying slightly, like a puppet whose strings had been cut.
“You are being charged with one count of first-degree murder, seventeen counts of wire fraud, twenty-three counts of money laundering, and conspiracy to obstruct justice,” the agent continued. “If convicted, you will spend the rest of your life in a maximum security federal prison p>
At the words first-degree murder, Richard snapped back to life. He began to struggle violently, screaming. “It was an accident! The brakes failed on their own! You have no proof! No one saw anything p>
The agent looked at him without expression. “We have the full confession from the mechanic who cut the brake lines. And we have complete financial records showing you paid him fifty thousand dollars in cash from a Swiss numbered account p>
Richard went still. The Swiss account. His most closely guarded secret. No one knew about it. No one except—
He turned his head slowly and stared at June, his face drained of all color. “How?” he whispered. “How did you get the account numbers p>
June smiled—cold, unhurried, absolute. “Susan gave them to me p>
The words struck Richard like a detonation. His face turned ashen, and for a moment he looked as though his heart might simply stop.
“No,” he breathed. “No. Susan would never betray me. She loves me. She’s my wife p>
“Your wife,” June repeated, tilting her head. “The wife you cheated on every single day for twenty years. The wife you abused, the wife you humiliated, the wife you were prepared to discard for a woman half her age. Yes, that wife. She’s the one who turned you in. She gave us everything. She has been wearing a wire for three months p>
𝘋𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗼𝗏𝖾r ո𝖾w s𝘁𝘰𝘳iе𝘀 𝗼𝗻 ѕ.𝗰о𝘮
Easton stepped forward, his hands in his pockets. “As her legal counsel, I can confirm she has signed a full immunity agreement in exchange for her testimony. She will walk free. And she will receive every remaining penny of your assets as part of the divorce settlement p>
Richard let out a scream so raw and so complete that several SWAT officers flinched. It was the sound of a man who had lost everything at once—betrayed by the one person he had been certain would never leave him. He thrashed and fought, but the officers held firm. They dragged him toward the waiting van, his feet carving long, dark tracks through the mud.
He screamed Susan’s name over and over, his voice cracking with each repetition, until the van door slammed shut and swallowed the sound entirely.
June watched the van pull away, her face perfectly still. The weight that had pressed on her chest for ten years lifted all at once. She closed her eyes and drew a slow, deep breath of the cold morning air.
It was over. Richard Beasley was going to prison for the rest of his life. Justice had been served.
No one had noticed Alycia.