MY PARENTS REJECTED MY NEWBORN SON AND DEMANDED MY COMPANY SHARES—BUT THE FATHER THEY NEVER KNEW WAS ALREADY ON HIS WAY

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It was a letter from Raymond, contacting me from the prison cell where he belonged.

PART 6: THE LETHAL QUEEN

I stared at the cheap paper inside the prison envelope sitting on my desk. The messy handwriting belonged to Raymond. I was certain he was writing to ask for something. I could already imagine the words: asking me to tell the judge he was continue reading …