A few moments later, a man in a dark suit entered the room carrying a thick folder. It was Ryan’s attorney. The look on his face told me he already knew exactly what had happened.
He opened the folder and began laying documents on a nearby table. There were text messages, emails, recorded conversations, and written statements Ryan had prepared months earlier. Every threat my family had made was documented.
Ryan had never trusted them. After my father repeatedly demanded access to our finances, Ryan quietly hired investigators and legal advisors. He feared that if anything happened to him, they would target me and the children.
The room fell silent as the attorney read portions of the evidence aloud. My family’s shocked expressions slowly turned into panic. For the first time, they realized Ryan had anticipated everything-
