After getting out of prison, I had nowhere to go, so an elderly woman hired me. She asked, “Why were you in prison?” And then…

The gray sedan immediately came to mind.

“I think someone’s following me.”

Opal remained composed.

“Then keep everything. We’re not going to hand them information or opportunities.”

That afternoon, I contacted Russell Keane.

His office stood near central Columbus. After hearing my account, he carefully avoided guaranteeing a successful outcome.

“I need to review the case file, Rebecca. A final conviction doesn’t disappear because someone finds inconsistencies. But if there’s new evidence, an attorney can evaluate how to present it.”

The following day, I brought everything I’d saved: four printed emails, a business bank statement, and Buckeye Medical Supply’s incorporation documents.

Russell spent almost two hours examining them.

“This says $320,000 was transferred to Halston Ridge Supply for a supposed equipment purchase.”

“That equipment never arrived.”

“Who had access to approve payments?”

“Me and Monica. Trevor could request payments, but he couldn’t approve them on his own.”

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