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THE LAST CALL: THE TRUTH BURIED BENEATH FIFTEEN YEARS OF LIES

Chapter 13

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His eyes remained fixed on the small memory card he was holding.

Inside that tiny piece of plastic was the truth about Sarah's death.

Fifteen years of lies.

Fifteen years of unanswered questions.

And perhaps the only chance he had left to protect his family.

Across the ambulance, Matthew was receiving medical attention. Emily sat beside Lily, holding the little girl tightly against her chest.

Rebecca Stone stood near the doors, speaking to two federal agents.

"Secure the hospital," she ordered. "Nobody enters or leaves without identification. I want every camera recording preserved, and I want Michael Bennett's communication records recovered immediately."

One agent nodded.

"What about Robert Carter?"

Rebecca looked toward the ambulance.

"He's our priority."

Daniel slowly raised his head.

"Rebecca."

She approached him.

"Don't try to move."

"I need to talk to you."

"You're losing blood, Daniel."

"I don't care."

Rebecca sighed and leaned closer.

"What is it?"

Daniel held up the memory card.

"Sarah's recording. We need to hear it before Robert gets to it."

Rebecca looked at the card.

"Do you know what's on there?"

"Matthew said it contains the conversation that led to her death."

Rebecca nodded.

"Then we'll listen to it together."

But before she could take the card, Daniel grabbed her wrist.

"There's something else. Michael said Robert was waiting for me. He knew exactly where I would be."

Rebecca's expression became serious.

"Someone is giving him information."

Daniel looked toward the hospital corridor.

"Someone inside your team?"

"I don't know yet."

She paused.

"But we're going to find out."

Two hours later, Daniel was sitting in a private hospital room.

The bullet had passed through his shoulder without damaging any major arteries. The doctors had cleaned the wound and wrapped it carefully.

Matthew was recovering in another room.

Emily and Lily had been moved to a secure location under federal protection.

Rebecca sat across from Daniel with a laptop on the table.

The memory card had been copied, and the original was secured as evidence.

"Are you ready?" she asked.

Daniel nodded.

Rebecca inserted the card.

A video appeared on the screen.

At first, the image was dark. Then a familiar voice emerged.

Sarah.

"Robert, please. You don't have to do this."

Daniel stopped breathing.

The recording showed Sarah sitting in a small office. Her face was pale, and her hands were trembling.

Across from her sat a man wearing a dark suit.

Robert Carter.

But something about the scene was strange.

Robert wasn't threatening her.

He was smiling.

"Sarah, you have always been a reasonable woman. I don't understand why you're making this so difficult."

"Because I know what you've done."

Robert leaned back.

"And what exactly do you think you've discovered?"

"I know about Laura Mitchell. I know about Thomas Reed. I know you used Emily's disappearance to destroy everyone who tried to expose you."

Robert sighed.

"You should have stayed out of it."

Sarah placed a folder on the table.

"I have copies of everything. If anything happens to me, Daniel will receive them."

Robert looked at the folder.

Then his expression changed.

"Daniel?"

Sarah nodded.

"Yes. My husband."

Robert smiled again.

"Do you really believe your husband will protect you?"

"He will."

Robert shook his head.

"Sarah, Daniel is the reason this investigation succeeded. He arrested the wrong man, presented false evidence, and helped us close the case. He has spent fifteen years protecting my interests without even knowing it."

Sarah's eyes filled with tears.

"You're lying."

"Am I?"

Robert leaned forward.

"Ask yourself why I chose him to lead the investigation. I knew he trusted the department. I knew he trusted Michael. And most importantly, I knew he would never suspect the people standing beside him."

Sarah stood up.

"You're a monster."

Robert's smile disappeared.

"No. I'm a businessman. I understand that some people must make sacrifices."

Sarah stepped toward the door.

But before she could leave, another man entered the room.

Daniel leaned closer to the screen.

He recognized him immediately.

Michael Bennett.

Sarah turned toward him.

"Michael? What are you doing here?"

Michael avoided her eyes.

Robert stood up.

"Michael, please explain to her."

Michael remained silent.

Sarah looked at him again.

"You're supposed to be Daniel's friend."

Michael finally spoke.

"I know."

"You're supposed to protect this family."

"I know."

"Then why are you helping him?"

Michael looked down.

For a moment, he appeared genuinely ashamed.

Then Robert placed a handgun on the table.

"Because Michael understands something you refuse to accept. Loyalty has a price."

Sarah began crying.

"Michael, please."

He looked at her.

"I'm sorry."

Robert walked toward the door.

"Take care of it."

The recording continued for another several seconds.

Then the screen went black.

Daniel sat completely still.

He couldn't speak.

He couldn't even look at Rebecca.

The man who had comforted him at Sarah's funeral had been standing in the room when she was murdered.

He had watched it happen.

And he had allowed Robert Carter to turn Sarah's death into another unsolved tragedy.

Daniel finally lowered his head.

"Was that it?"

Rebecca shook her head.

"No. There's another file."

She opened it.

This time, the recording showed Michael sitting alone in a car.

His face was older, and he appeared exhausted.

He looked directly into the camera.

"My name is Michael Bennett. I am recording this statement because I know I don't have much time left."

He took a deep breath.

"Fifteen years ago, Robert Carter ordered me to kill Sarah Hayes. I didn't want to do it, but I was afraid of him. He had threatened my family. He told me that if Sarah exposed the organization, my wife and children would be next."

Michael paused.

"I convinced myself that I was protecting them. I told myself that Sarah would be fine if I simply kept her quiet."

His voice began trembling.

"But I was wrong."

He wiped his eyes.

"I was the one who opened the door that night. I was the one who let Robert enter her house. And when she begged me to help her, I did nothing."

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