Chapter 3 - The Frame Job
I stared at the fraudulent banking documents in absolute disbelief.
Preston had somehow stolen my identity to frame me for his family's massive corporate embezzlement.
My boss coldly demanded my corporate security badge and told me I was suspended without pay.
He said the firm could not protect me from an impending federal indictment.
I packed my personal belongings into a cardboard box and left the building in a daze.
I drove straight to my mother's house, fighting back tears of sheer panic.
Elena listened quietly as I explained that I was facing twenty years in federal prison.
She did not panic, but instead walked over to her vintage sewing desk.
She pulled out a hidden lockbox and handed me a thick manila envelope.
She told me she had always hired private investigators to background check anyone I dated.
The envelope contained detailed photographs of Preston meeting with a notorious cyber hacker.
We now had a solid lead, but we needed the actual digital evidence from Preston's laptop.
I drove to the luxury apartment I used to share with my wealthy fiancé.
I used my old metal key to quietly unlock the heavy oak door.
I crept into his home office and saw his laptop sitting openly on the desk.
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Suddenly, the office door slammed shut behind me and the deadbolt clicked.
I spun around and saw Preston standing in the shadows with a cruel smirk on his face.
