Chapter 6
Marcus dropped the document when Evelyn entered.
Not because he felt guilt.
Because he understood witnesses.
He straightened too fast, smoothing his coat as if posture could erase what had just happened.
“Evelyn,” he said. “This isn’t what it looks like.”
She did not look at him first.
She looked at Arthur.
Then the unplugged oxygen machine.
Then the outlet where Marcus’s phone charger sat.
Then the estate papers on the blanket.
Only after that did she speak.
“Step away from the machine, Marcus.”
Two officers entered behind her.
Professional.
Controlled.
No handcuffs.
No completed arrest.
Only presence.
Marcus’s face reddened.
“This is a private family matter.”
Evelyn’s eyes hardened.
“Medical equipment is not a family argument.”
One officer moved to the outlet and removed the charger.
The oxygen plug went back in.
The machine powered up.
Arthur took a deeper breath, slow and painful but real.
Marcus watched the officer restore the machine, and something ugly crossed his face.
Not relief.
Loss.
He had lost leverage.
Arthur saw it.
So did Evelyn.
So did the officers.
Marcus finally looked at the smartwatch.
A tiny pulse of light reflected near Arthur’s wrist.
His voice dropped.
“What did you do?”
Arthur did not answer immediately.
He let Marcus hear the oxygen machine first.
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