Chapter 18 - Garrett Without Hayes

Prison stripped Garrett of schedule, not intelligence.
His first letters tried to explain.
I refused.
Second year, he wrote through approved legal channel:
I changed my name back to Vale.
I did not answer.
Then:
I know that doesn’t return yours.
My surname had always been Hayes.
He had borrowed it.
He could not damage it permanently.
Then he wrote:
Victor taught me that every refusal was negotiation. I spent years telling myself I hated him while copying him.
That was accurate.
Then:
He tried to frighten Arthur into selling. I tried to remove people who would never sell.
Worse.
Then:
I loved you and hated your no.
There.
No romanticization.
I saved one letter.
Destroyed rest after legal retention not needed.
Not because forgiveness.
Because one sentence helped me understand.
Then appeals.
Garrett challenged vehicle evidence and admission of certain planning documents.
Convictions largely affirmed.
One sentencing issue adjusted two years? We need not reduce too much. Let's say aggregate reduced by about eleven months due calculation, no exoneration.
Penelope’s appeal limited and unsuccessful beyond clerical correction.
Mullen received eleven-year sentence? Elderly 72. Given homicide-related, maybe 9 years due cooperation. Let's say effective nine years. He died in custody five years later of natural causes. No need maybe later.
Then Victor Vale’s company remnants.
Vale Marine had already been sold before Garrett and I met.
No empire to seize.
Some old civil claims from parents’ estate were time-barred or complicated.
Hayes estate pursued a limited civil settlement against Victor’s estate trust based on newly discovered fraud? Since Victor estate distributed years earlier. Could be challenging. Better not create magical recovery. Lawyers determined large civil recovery impractical given age, releases, and evidentiary issues. We did not chase.
Justice not always money.
Then Arthur and Marianne crash report amended.
Official case classification changed from accident to death resulting from criminally caused vehicle interference, based on Mullen plea and evidence.
That mattered.
Their death certificates? Cause/manner maybe updated. We can say investigative record amended; death certificates reviewed and amended where appropriate.
Tobias cried.
I did too.
Then shipyard.
We created Arthur and Marianne Safety Fund? Could feel performative. Maybe instead company invested in worker family assistance already existing. Not as memorial revenge. Fine.
We renamed one training center after parents? Could but maybe not necessary.
Then my career.
At thirty-seven, two years after river, I remained CEO.
Dating?
No.
I did not need romance quickly.
I moved from marital house to a townhouse in Baltimore overlooking harbor.
Not river.
Harbor.
Different water.
First night, rain woke me.
Panic.
Therapy.
Slow.
I learned to swim again in indoor pool.
No dramatic immersion.
Instructor knew nothing about river.
At first, I could not put face under water.
Then could.
Then stopped caring.
Then Tobias.
He started dating Mara Sloane, his private investigator? That would be ethically messy. Better no. He later dated someone unrelated, Dr. Erin Clarke, rehabilitation physician? Also conflict. Maybe no romance needed.
He became chair of Hayes employee-trust advisory committee.
He liked governance more than operations.
Then Julian.
At age three, he asked why Aunt Rosalind did not live with Mommy.
Caroline answered:
“Mommy lives somewhere else because she made serious choices and is fixing what she can.”
Age-appropriate.
No demon.
Then Penelope’s letters to him were screened.
No blaming siblings.
She began with:
I love you. You did not cause where I am.
Good.
Then at five, Julian asked me:
“Are you Mommy’s sister?”
“Yes.”
“Did Mommy hurt you?”
I looked at Caroline.
She nodded.
“Yes.”
“Did you hurt her?”
“No.”
“Do you hate her?”
“I hate what she did.”
He thought.
Then ran after toy truck.
Children do not need courtroom closing statements.
Then Tobias asked:
“Have you forgiven her?”
“No.”
“Garrett?”
“No.”
“Me?”
I looked at him.
“Mostly.”
May you like
He laughed.
Fair.