Lauren remembered the recording.
Madison saying, You said scare her.
Then she remembered Charles at the dinner.
His wine.
His toast.
Family is the only legacy that matters when everything else is temporary.
“Legacy.”
Naomi typed LEGACY.
The folder opened.
Inside were five documents.
The first was a private investigation report on Lauren’s family.
The second was her medical license history.
The third contained copies of confidential prenatal records.
Lauren stared at the screen.
“That’s impossible.”
Naomi turned.
“What?”
“Those records were accessed from Hannah’s clinic.”
“You’re sure?”
“Yes.”
The records included lab values no one outside Lauren’s care team should have known.
Genetic screening.
Blood type.
Ultrasounds.
Estimated due date.
Notes about a minor placental abnormality discovered at twenty-four weeks and later resolved.
Lauren felt cold.
“This is a federal crime.”
“HIPAA violation at minimum.”
“Someone inside the clinic gave them access.”
Naomi opened the fourth file.
