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“I later learned someone connected to one of your family companies had contacted him.”

I felt sick.

“Then a lawyer arrived.”

“Family counsel?”

“Yes.”

“With a letter saying you knew about the pregnancy.”

Claire reached into the suitcase again.

Pulled out a folded sheet.

Corporate letterhead.

My company’s.

Six years old.

She handed it to me.

I read the first paragraph.

Then the second.

It said I had been informed Claire was pregnant.

That I questioned paternity.

That I did not wish to pursue a relationship with Claire or any child.

That any future attempts to contact me would be considered harassment.

My signature was at the bottom.

I looked at it for perhaps three seconds.

Then said:

“That is not my signature.”

Claire stared.

I held the page closer.

“It looks like mine.”

“It is not mine.”

Her eyes filled.

“I believed that letter for five years.”

I stood.

No.

Too fast.

The terminal tilted slightly.

I sat down on the edge of a nearby bench.

“I never wrote this.”

Claire’s voice broke.

“I called seventeen times after I found out.”

“I left messages.”

“I sent letters.”

“I went to your office once.”

“Security told me I was not permitted inside.”

“Then the legal threats started.”

“They said I was trying to extort your family.”

I closed my eyes.

My phone started ringing.