Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

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Haarely glanced at the photograph before nausea churned my stomach. With a swift motion, I tossed in

aside.

Carter, unfazed, methodically sifted through each image. The final photograph wasn't of Sadie. Instead, it was Silas's grave. The photo had been alte

Before Silas's headstone lay a human head, blood seeping from every orifice, with a striking red mole on the forehead.

The head was mine.

Carter's fingers tightened around the edges of the photos, his knuckles pale, veins bulging across the back

of his hand

"She's sending a message. She wants to use my head as an offering for Silas."

Kemp adjusted his glasses, his voice steady. "Ms. Gardner, from now on, all deliveries will be screened in advance. Something like this will not happen again."

"All the secretarial stall-are they from Bill's team? Any outsiders?" Carter asked sharply.

"No outsiders, Mr. Bolton, Every single one of them has been with Mr. Gardner for at least a decade. They're reliable, Kemp assured him.

"Keep it that way. Outsiders should have no access to Ms. Gardner," Carter reminded him firmly.

"Understood."

Bill's company might have been new, but his team was composed of trusted personnel he'd brought over. There was no room for breaches.

After finishing my work, I went to the funeral home. Sadie's body was already being cremated.

It had been two months since I last saw Monica, but she was nearly unrecognizable now.

The once carefully maintained face, which had undergone numerous cosmetic surgeries, was now riddled with blemishes and scars, likely worsened by neglect or abuse.

Time hadn't been kind to her aging features, and without money to sustain her lavish upkeep, she appeared haggard and strange.

"Oh, my poor daughter! Her anguished wails echoed as I approached.

Beside her stood Zack, who had also changed. He'd lost a considerable amount of weight, and though his belly had shrunk, his once-round face now bore sharp, malicious contours. His eyes brimmed with malice, devoid of any grief or tenderness.

It was no surprise. This was the daughter who had called another man father for 20 years. Even after the

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had never once addressed Zack

insults at him during every encounter. Zack

Zack sneered, his voice dripping with venom. "She never once acknowledged me while she was alive. You raised

like a blade. He was describing a dead

me who Sadie had inherited her vicious nature from. With such flawed parents, how could she have grown up to be anything

already bore the marks of prior fights, evidence of their

skirmishes.

had money,

even sustain civility. Who knew how often their home turned into a battlefield? Zark, however, didn't hesitate. He slapped her across the face,

daze from that slap, blood

her head, her eyes met Bill's

he said nothing, she

had nearly poisoned Bill, for the

in love with her, he would have at least given her a comfortable settlement to ensure her financial security if she had simply remained silent. But her

it, she tried

and

should have been filled with shame and covered her

out the urn. "Who's the

stepped forward. Tll

began sobbing the moment the urn

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thought you'd still care for Sadie. She had been your daughter for 20 years. You're

He said. "You're mistaken. I don't care for her. I hate her. I only took her ashes because I

and even in her final moments, she was surrounded by disgrace. Her parents lacked the

for Bill spending money to purchase her a burial plot, she likely wouldn't even have a place

Sadie. They planted a magnolia tree by her grave and erected a simple tombstone- The inscription

Bill

of your debts to Zoey. Bill sat quietly at her grave. "In the afterlife, make sure

to her."

tombstone, severing all ties to the girl he had once

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stared at the photo engraved on the headstone-a snapshot from her time with the Gardners. She wore a lavish gown, her face brimming with

as a pampered princess, she now faces a tragic

weighed down by the tragedy of

wasn't far; therefore, I made a

bouquet of chrysanthemums rested there, alongside a single

recognized it immediately-it had been Sadie's, worn just the night

Anna had been here?

figure caught my eye, and I

before me, trembling

here to pay respects! I wasn't stealing anything!"