The days following Sanchez's revelation were a whirlwind for Susan. She spent hours going through the documents he had given her, piecing together the truth about the betrayal and sabotage that had torn his life apart. The more she learned, the more her anger began to shift—not toward Sanchez, but toward those who had orchestrated the downfall of his family.
Her father, always pragmatic, noticed her distraction.
"Susan," he said one evening, stepping into her study. "You've been quiet these past few days. Is something troubling you?"
She hesitated, debating whether to tell him the truth. "It's Sanchez," she finally said. "There's more to what happened after his family's accident than we thought."
Her father frowned, his business instincts kicking in. "What do you mean?"
Susan handed him a few of the documents. As he read, his expression darkened. "These names… I know some of these people. They've been involved in questionable dealings for years. If Sanchez was targeted, it's no wonder he kept this hidden."
"What do we do now?" Susan asked, her voice laced with uncertainty.
Her father placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "We help him, Susan. This isn't just his fight anymore. If these people think they can destroy one of our closest allies, they'll learn they've made a grave mistake."