Brittany glanced toward the terminal entrance.
“Well, I certainly hope she hasn’t packed anything illegal.”
I stayed silent.
Officers secured my suitcase and took us separately for questioning. A trained security specialist inspected the suspicious compartment.
Inside the pouch were several stolen prescription medication bottles labeled with another woman’s name.
Brittany had apparently intended for airport screeners to discover them following an anonymous accusation.
Instead, authorities were already examining how the items had been planted.
During my interview, I provided my account, the video recording, and the original camera file.
Then the investigator asked something that clarified the situation.
“Mrs. Wilson, did anyone recently attempt to obtain authority over your finances?”
I explained the power of attorney.
His expression shifted.
He asked whether I’d kept a copy.
“Every page,” I replied.
Brittany didn’t realize I’d already instructed my lawyer to examine the documents. They contained a clause giving Ethan’s representative extraordinary authority over my property if I became legally incapacitated.
