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I found 30 red spots on my husband’s back that looked like insect eggs.

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He hesitated, swallowing hard. “There’s a man at the site. The foreman. Rick Dawson. He’s been pressuring me to sign off on fake invoices — stuff that was never delivered. Cement, lumber, wiring — all fake. I refused. I thought if I stayed quiet, he’d just move on. But last week, he threatened me.”

I felt my blood run cold. “David… you didn’t tell anyone?”

He shook his head. “I didn’t want to worry you. And I didn’t think he’d actually do something.”

My heart ached. The man I loved — the man who would rather lose his job than his integrity — had nearly been destroyed because of someone’s greed.

Justice and Scars

The police followed up quickly. Tests confirmed what Dr. Reynolds had suspected — a chemical irritant had been smeared onto David’s work shirt. Something corrosive, industrial-grade.

Security footage from the site’s changing area revealed everything. Rick Dawson — the same foreman who had threatened David — was caught on camera entering the trailer moments before David did.

He was arrested two days later.

When I got the call, I didn’t know what to feel. Relief? Rage? Maybe both.

All that pain, all those nights of fear and guilt — because one man wanted to punish another for being honest.

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