The Web of Lies
Selene spent the remainder of the night on the pull-out couch at Sarah’s house, her oldest friend who lived in a cramped but cozy apartment near the university district. Sarah opened the door, took one look at Selene’s soaked clothes and hollow expression, and immediately handed her a warm towel, a thick hoodie, and a bowl of soup without asking a single prying question.
At the first light of dawn, when the initial shock had finally dulled, Selene explained everything: the missing SUV, the forged documents, the cruel things Owen had said, and the massive amount of money they claimed to have received.
Sarah, who worked as an auditor for a logistics firm, listened intently with a grim expression on her face.
“Selene, this is not a family disagreement,” she said firmly. “What you are describing sounds like a calculated case of fraud.“
“Owen swears he only signed what was absolutely necessary for the sale,” Selene explained.
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