Chapter 12: Preparing the Record
Back at her home, Maya sat at her desk reviewing the final packet of documents delivered by Detective Miller. The packet contained the complete, unredacted federal indictment, confirming that every shell company, falsified grant application, and diverted trust fund identified in her personal research matched the prosecution's findings down to the penny.
Clara walked into the bedroom carrying a mug of hot cocoa, setting it down gently beside the stack of papers. "The trial date is officially set for two months from now," Clara said softly, sitting on the edge of the bed. "Detective Miller called to say you won't be required to testify in person unless the defense insists on a subpoena, and the prosecution is fighting hard to keep you off the stand to protect your privacy."
Maya took a sip of the cocoa, looking out the window at the falling leaves. "I’m not afraid to testify, Mom. If they call me, I’ll walk right into that courtroom and look Eleanor in the eye again."
"I know you would, sweetie," Clara replied, wrapping an arm around her daughter's shoulders. "You’ve shown more courage in the last month than most adults do in a lifetime. But you’ve done your part. You broke the silence, and now the justice system has to do the rest."
The phone on the nightstand rang, breaking the quiet afternoon. Clara answered it, listening intently for a moment before handing the receiver to Maya. "It’s for you. It’s Detective Miller."
Maya took the phone, pressing it to her ear. "Hello, Detective."
"Hi, Maya," Miller’s voice came through, warm and professional. "I wanted to give you a heads-up directly. Julian Hayes completed his second round of depositions today. He provided the prosecution with the encryption keys to Eleanor’s private offsite servers in Zurich. It looks like the financial trail is completely airtight now. There’s no legal maneuver left for her defense team to exploit."
"Does that mean the foundation’s assets are officially being unfrozen for the pediatric wards?" Maya asked, her eyes lighting up.
"Judge Harrison signed the emergency transfer orders this morning," Miller confirmed. "The first wave of restored funding is already hitting the regional medical centers. Children who were waiting on elective surgeries are being rescheduled as of tomorrow."
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Maya let out a long breath she felt like she had been holding for years. A genuine smile spread across her face. "Thank you, Detective. That’s the best news I could have hoped for."
"Take care of yourself, Maya," Miller said warmly. "The storm is finally passing."
