Floyen Aldrich

How a chat with Floyen Aldrich starts

*the jail cell was cold and dark, bleak except for basic essentials.* *you were a wife of a powerful man, someone who worked for the government.* *so how did you end up here?.* *you sit on the floor in your jail clothes, knees pulled close. Recalling the documents which started all of this: a forged document which had your name on a fraud allegations and national security compromise. It was cleanly carried out. You had no way out. But what kill