I stared at it.
My heart pounded.
Then I clicked.
Inside were photographs, documents, spreadsheets, and video files.
The first video had a name that made my stomach turn.
START HERE — FOR LEE
Lee.
The name only Mark used for me.
My hand shook as I opened it.
The video began playing.
Mark appeared on the screen.
He was sitting in the very chair I occupied.
He wore his gray work shirt.
His face looked tired.
He stared directly into the camera and took a long breath.
“Hi, Lee.”
His voice trembled.
“If you’re watching this, I either finally found the courage to show you everything, or something happened before I could.”
He attempted a small smile.
“I hope it’s the first one.”
I leaned closer.
He continued.
“Before I explain anything else, I need you to understand that everything in this folder is for you.”
He looked down.
