Twelve hours.
The words wouldn’t stop echoing in my head, pounding through my skull, tightening my chest, when my father called and asked me to come to the hospital.
Sitting by my father’s bedside for nearly an hour, watching the steady rise and fall of his chest. Machines blinked, wires hummed softly. Everything felt strangely peaceful.
Until the TV mounted in the corner changed everything.
I wasn’t even watching it at first. The sound had been low, background noise to keep my mind occupied while I tried not to think about Daniel’s voice message replaying in my head.
Then a headline flashed red across the screen.
BREAKING NEWS: Billionaire Daniel Logan Arrested In Embezzlement Scandal
I froze.
The nurse at the station gasped. Someone in the hallway muttered, “Oh my God…”
I turned
