PART 2: A Stranger Let Me Sleep on His Shoulder—Then My Ex-Husband Found Me Before the Plane Even Landed -035

Northbridge documents

I opened it.

The body contained only one sentence.

Please print these before Friday.

There was an attachment.

A PDF.

I vaguely remembered it.

Ethan sometimes sent documents home when his office printer was being serviced. I had probably printed them and left them on his desk without reading them.

I opened the attachment.

Corporate pages.

Legal language.

Names I didn’t recognize.

I scrolled.

Northbridge Medical Logistics LLC.

My eyes stopped.

Medical.

Then another name caught my attention.

Prescott Health Systems.

I sat completely still.

I read the page again.

Northbridge Medical Logistics.

Prescott Health Systems.

There was a supply contract between them.

Or a proposed one.

I couldn’t understand most of it.

I searched the document for Ethan’s name.

No result.

Then I searched “Walker.”

Nothing.

My phone buzzed.

Another message.

Keep reading. Page 47.

My mouth went dry.

I scrolled.

Page 47 contained a list of

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