Chapter 3 - The Dead Voice Speaks
Claire moved faster than Marcus. She stooped down, her black mourning dress sweeping across the stone path as her fingers wrapped tightly around the cracked black phone.
"Why are you so afraid of this phone, Marcus?" Claire asked, her shaky whisper cutting through the cold morning air as she stood up and backed away from him.
"Claire, give me that! She's trying to manipulate you!" Marcus shouted, his aggressive demeanor slipping into visible hysteria as he reached out his hands. "She's an ex-girlfriend trying to ruin Daniel's memory!"
The surrounding mourners exchanged bewildered, uneasy glances. Daniel’s oldest business partners stepped forward, blocking Marcus from advancing further toward the widow.
Claire’s thumb hovered over the shattered screen. The audio file was titled FOR_CLAIRE_URGENT.m4a, timestamped exactly three hours before Daniel’s death.
With a trembling hand, Claire pressed the play button.
She held the phone up to her ear, but Sophia quickly took a portable Bluetooth speaker from her purse, connected it to the audio feed, and turned the volume to maximum.
A distorted, raspy, yet instantly recognizable voice echoed loudly across the open cemetery.
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"Claire... if you’re hearing this, I didn’t die naturally," Daniel’s voice broadcasted through the quiet graveyard. "My brother killed me."
👉 Read Part 4 to discover how Daniel managed to record his brother's dark betrayal.
