Page 39 of No One But Me


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Her name sounded different now.

Like ownership.

I didn't ease into it.

Lies required setup. Truth just needed delivery.

"Your father was admitted Thursday evening." My voice stayed level. Clinical. "Second cardiac episode in ten days. The cardiologist recommended ongoing monitoring. Stress reduction. Lifestyle modification."

Belle went still. The kind of stillness that preceded either flight or violence.

I continued. "Insurance covered the immediate intervention. Nothing beyond that. Long-term care falls outside their parameters." I paused. Let the numbers settle between us like stones. "One hundred and forty-seven thousand. Six months. That's what they told you it would cost."

The color drained from her face so fast I thought she might collapse.

She didn't.

Her hands gripped the counter's edge. Knuckles white. Breathing shallow.

"How—" Her voice cracked. She tried again. "How do you know that?"

"I pay attention."

Three words. Calm. Absolute.

The truth behind them stretched wider than she could see—phone calls made, information purchased, leverage acquired with the same efficiency I brought to every other aspect of my life.

But I didn't elaborate.

Her mind was already racing, trying to map connections that didn't matter anymore. Trying to find the crack in my armor she could exploit.

There wasn't one.

"You had someone—" She stopped. Shook her head like she could dislodge the reality taking shape. "You can't just—that's private. That's?—"

"Accessible," I finished. "If you know where to ask."

"That's illegal."

"Probably."

Her breathing quickened. Anger flooding in where shock had carved space.

Good.

Anger I could work with.

"Get out." The words came sharp. Brittle. "Right now. Before I call the police."

I glanced at her phone. Still behind the counter. Three feet from her trembling hands. Looked back at her face.

"You won't."

"Watch me."

"Belle." I said her name quietly. Let it carry weight instead of volume. "If you wanted me gone, you'd have reached for that phone already. You haven't. Because you know exactly why I'm here."

Her jaw clenched. Eyes bright with fury and something darker.