Amelia had always been astute and perceptive, skills honed from years of navigating the cutthroat world of tech entrepreneurship. She was aware of the subtle changes in Richard’s demeanor, the way he seemed more interested in the nuances of her business and finances rather than their life together. He had grown increasingly insistent on discussing her will and estate, a topic she had always deflected with humor and charm. But his persistence had piqued her interest and concern.
Aware that she needed to protect herself and her unborn child, Amelia had taken secretive steps to ensure her safety. She had consulted with a top-notch security firm, one that specialized in discreet, confidential measures for high-profile clients. They advised a number of strategies, including the installation of a state-of-the-art surveillance system in their home and vehicles and, most pertinently, the acquisition of a parachute designed to be worn discreetly under her clothing.
Amelia had practiced on simulators, learned how to operate the parachute, and ensured she was always within reach of an emergency beacon that would alert the authorities to her location if activated. This foresight was her lifeline as she fell through the sky.


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