Then one of the guests appeared in the kitchen doorway.
It was Martin Cole, senior partner at David's law firm.
His face was completely white.
—David.
-That?
Martin stared at his phone as if it had just exploded.
—Robert Bennett… Robert Bennett?
David shrugged.
—Some old man who thinks he's important.
Martin took a step back.
—He is the president of the state Supreme Court.
David's smile disappeared.
There was no time for more.
Minutes later, emergency services and local officers arrived.
David tried to approach.
—I am her husband. I will go with her.
—No—I said.
It was the first time that word came out of my mouth without fear.
One of the agents positioned himself between us.
Sylvia began to cry.
—It was an accident!
No one argued with her.
The explanations would come later.
At that moment, the important thing was getting me out of there.
When I woke up in the hospital, my father was sitting by the bed.
