Andrew held the handwritten note between two fingers as though the paper itself might contaminate the room.<\/p>\n
Graham is not to know about account 9416 after January 2012.<\/p>\n
I read the sentence again, then looked toward the stairs. Mom was still in her bedroom with Kayla. Neither had come down. For several seconds, all I could hear was the old wall clock over the dining-room doorway, its second hand moving with an almost insulting steadiness.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat does that even mean?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n
Andrew shook his head.<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know yet.\u201d<\/p>\n
The life-insurance statement lay on the hallway table beside the papers that had spilled from the red folder. I picked it up again. Dad\u2019s full legal name appeared beneath the word insured. Mom was listed as beneficiary. The policy had been purchased during their marriage, which by itself meant nothing unusual. What mattered was the payment history.<\/p>\n
Premiums had continued after the divorce.<\/p>\n
For seventeen years.<\/p>\n
I ran my finger down the dates.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho paid these?\u201d<\/p>\n
Andrew took the statement.<\/p>\n
\u201cLooks like automatic withdrawal.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFrom where?\u201d<\/p>\n
He scanned the page.<\/p>\n
Then his eyes narrowed.<\/p>\n
\u201cAccount 9416.\u201d<\/p>\n
My stomach dropped.<\/p>\n
The same account that received money from Kayla\u2019s and my custodial fund.<\/p>\n
The same account supposedly belonging to Graham.<\/p>\n
The same account Mom had continued using after Graham stopped gambling.<\/p>\n
Footsteps sounded on the stairs.<\/p>\n
Mom appeared first.<\/p>\n
She had the red folder clutched against her chest again. Kayla followed several steps behind, face swollen from crying.<\/p>\n
\u201cGive me the folder,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n
Mom stopped.<\/p>\n
\u201cMaya, some of what\u2019s in here has nothing to do with you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou tried to burn it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI panicked.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou always panic right before somebody else pays for it.\u201d<\/p>\n
The words landed harder than I intended.<\/p>\n
Mom\u2019s face tightened.<\/p>\n
Kayla stepped beside her.<\/p>\n
\u201cMom, give it to her.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou don\u2019t understand.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen help us understand.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom looked at both of us, and for a moment I saw calculation again\u2014not evil, not coldness, but the frantic mental movement of someone deciding which version of a story could still survive.<\/p>\n
Then she handed me the folder.<\/p>\n
I sat at the dining table.<\/p>\n
Andrew pulled another chair beside mine. Kayla sat opposite us. Mom remained standing until I pointed toward the empty chair.<\/p>\n
\u201cPlease.\u201d<\/p>\n
She sat.<\/p>\n
The folder contained bank records, insurance documents, tax forms, several notarized statements, and a packet from a company called Harborside Asset Services.<\/p>\n
I had never heard of it.<\/p>\n
Neither had Kayla.<\/p>\n
Andrew searched the name on his phone.<\/p>\n
\u201cFinancial management company,\u201d he said. \u201cLooks like they closed about eight years ago.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom stared at the table.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did you use them for?\u201d<\/p>\n
She rubbed her thumb against the edge of her handbag.<\/p>\n
\u201cInvestments.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhose?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMine.\u201d<\/p>\n
I lifted the first Harborside statement.<\/p>\n
The listed funding account ended in 9416.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
She closed her eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cMaya.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou keep saying money was for family, Graham, expenses, emergencies. Now it becomes investments.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt was complicated.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen make it simple.\u201d<\/p>\n
Kayla leaned toward the documents.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat investments?\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom did not answer.<\/p>\n
I opened the next page.<\/p>\n
There were transfers beginning in 2012.<\/p>\n
Sixteen thousand.<\/p>\n
Nine thousand.<\/p>\n
Eleven thousand.<\/p>\n
Twenty-two thousand.<\/p>\n
Exactly the unexplained withdrawals Andrew had identified.<\/p>\n
But those were not the only amounts.<\/p>\n
There were smaller deposits scattered between them, followed by withdrawals to somewhere labeled CALDER RIDGE HOLDINGS.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat is Calder Ridge?\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom\u2019s face changed.<\/p>\n
Not much.<\/p>\n
Enough.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWho are they?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt wasn\u2019t a company.\u201d<\/p>\n
Andrew looked at the document.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt says Holdings.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt was an LLC.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOwned by whom?\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom swallowed.<\/p>\n
\u201cA friend.\u201d<\/p>\n
I felt the room tighten.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat friend?\u201d<\/p>\n
She looked toward the window.<\/p>\n
\u201cDaniel Mercer.\u201d<\/p>\n
The name meant nothing to me.<\/p>\n
Kayla shook her head.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho is Daniel Mercer?\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom\u2019s voice became quiet.<\/p>\n
\u201cSomeone I knew.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYears ago.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cBefore Dad left?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDuring the divorce?\u201d<\/p>\n
Her silence answered.<\/p>\n
My heartbeat quickened.<\/p>\n
\u201cMom.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAfter we separated.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBefore the divorce was final?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Kayla sat back.<\/p>\n
The pattern was suddenly cruel in its symmetry.<\/p>\n
Mom had accused Dad of cheating before he actually became involved with Denise.<\/p>\n
Meanwhile, she had apparently formed a relationship of her own.<\/p>\n
\u201cWere you sleeping with him?\u201d<\/p>\n
Her eyes filled.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
The admission did not shock me as much as the secrecy surrounding it.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy does his company have our money?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt wasn\u2019t supposed to keep it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat does that mean?\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom pressed both palms against the table.<\/p>\n
\u201cDaniel invested money for people.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cProfessionally?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot exactly.\u201d<\/p>\n
Andrew\u2019s expression hardened.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat exactly was Calder Ridge Holdings?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cA property investment group.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLicensed?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou gave him money without knowing?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe showed me documents.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow much?\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom looked down.<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t remember.\u201d<\/p>\n
I placed the Harborside statements between us.<\/p>\n
\u201cTry.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her lips trembled.<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe seventy thousand.\u201d<\/p>\n
Kayla made a sound of disbelief.<\/p>\n
\u201cSeventy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSome of it came back.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow much of that was ours?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI never separated it mentally.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat sentence may be the worst thing you\u2019ve said.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI was going to replace it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou always say that.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI believed the investment would double.\u201d<\/p>\n
Andrew leaned back.<\/p>\n
\u201cThere it is.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom looked at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe reason you needed Graham\u2019s account.\u201d<\/p>\n
She went still.<\/p>\n
I followed Andrew\u2019s thinking.<\/p>\n
\u201cIf the money went directly from accounts connected to Kayla and me into Daniel\u2019s company, Dad or a bank might notice.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom said nothing.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo you moved it through Graham.\u201d<\/p>\n
Still nothing.<\/p>\n
\u201cThen when Graham stopped gambling, you kept using his old account as a pass-through.\u201d<\/p>\n
Kayla whispered, \u201cWithout telling him.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom covered her face.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
The truth landed heavily.<\/p>\n
For years Graham had believed he was the shameful secret.<\/p>\n
He had no idea Mom had continued using his financial footprint long after he tried to repay us.<\/p>\n
I opened another document.<\/p>\n
This one was a handwritten ledger.<\/p>\n
Mom\u2019s handwriting.<\/p>\n
Dates ran down the left side.<\/p>\n
Initials appeared beside amounts.<\/p>\n
GM.<\/p>\n
DE.<\/p>\n
ME.<\/p>\n
KE.<\/p>\n
Andrew pointed.<\/p>\n
\u201cThose look like names.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cGraham Mercer?\u201d Kayla asked, then shook her head. \u201cNo, Graham\u2019s last name is Ellison.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at Mom.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat do the initials mean?\u201d<\/p>\n
She stared at the ledger.<\/p>\n
\u201cPeople.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhich people?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cClients.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou had clients?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI helped Daniel.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe needed introductions.\u201d<\/p>\n
Andrew\u2019s expression changed.<\/p>\n
\u201cMaya.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at him.<\/p>\n
He turned the ledger around.<\/p>\n
Several payments corresponded to transfers from people whose names appeared on old neighborhood Christmas cards I remembered from childhood.<\/p>\n
Mrs. Epstein.<\/p>\n
The Carters.<\/p>\n
A man from Mom\u2019s church.<\/p>\n
My skin went cold.<\/p>\n
\u201cThis wasn\u2019t just your money.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom began crying.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou brought other people into it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDaniel said the properties were secure.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat properties?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe bought distressed houses.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid he?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI thought he did.\u201d<\/p>\n
I realized where this was going before she said it.<\/p>\n
\u201cWas it a fraud?\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom closed her eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
The room went silent.<\/p>\n
Kayla whispered, \u201cOh my God.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom continued quickly.<\/p>\n
\u201cI didn\u2019t know at first.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAt first?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen did you know?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen payments started failing.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did Daniel say?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat the market shifted.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd you believed him?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI wanted to.\u201d<\/p>\n
The sentence sounded more honest than most of what she had said.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow much money did people lose?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou have a ledger.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot all of it came through me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow much came through you?\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom\u2019s shoulders collapsed.<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe two hundred thousand.\u201d<\/p>\n
My mouth went dry.<\/p>\n
Two hundred thousand.<\/p>\n
Our missing money was no longer the largest problem in the room.<\/p>\n
\u201cWere the police involved?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy not?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDaniel disappeared.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDisappeared where?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou never reported him?\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cI would have had to explain the money.\u201d<\/p>\n
There it was.<\/p>\n
Not fear for us.<\/p>\n
Not protection.<\/p>\n
Exposure.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou hid a fraud because reporting it would reveal what you\u2019d done to our accounts.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI was terrified.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou keep using fear as if it changes what happened.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you?\u201d<\/p>\n
She flinched.<\/p>\n
I picked up the life-insurance paperwork.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat does this have to do with Dad?\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom\u2019s face drained again.<\/p>\n
The insurance was still the one subject she seemed least willing to discuss.<\/p>\n
\u201cI kept the policy.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAt first because the divorce agreement required coverage.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor how long?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cA few years.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot seventeen.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo why continue?\u201d<\/p>\n
She stared at the statement.<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause I thought if anything happened to him, I could replace what I took.\u201d<\/p>\n
The room became perfectly still.<\/p>\n
Kayla stared at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou were going to repay stolen money with Dad\u2019s death benefit?\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom\u2019s face crumpled.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt sounds horrible when you say it that way.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThere is no better way to say it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI never wanted him to die.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen why keep paying?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause I needed a way to make things right eventually.\u201d<\/p>\n
I felt sick.<\/p>\n
That had been Mom\u2019s pattern in its purest form.<\/p>\n
Borrow now.<\/p>\n
Fix later.<\/p>\n
Lie now.<\/p>\n
Confess later.<\/p>\n
Protect someone now.<\/p>\n
Accept the consequences someday.<\/p>\n
Someday never arrived because every new lie made honesty more expensive.<\/p>\n
Andrew picked up another statement.<\/p>\n
\u201cWas Robert aware the policy continued?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t think so.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Daniel know?\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom looked sharply at him.<\/p>\n
The reaction was immediate.<\/p>\n
I leaned forward.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy did you react like that?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI didn\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, you did.\u201d<\/p>\n
Kayla stood.<\/p>\n
\u201cMom.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom pressed her fingers against her temple.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe knew.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDaniel knew about Dad\u2019s life insurance?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe saw my finances.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause of the investment?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Andrew asked, \u201cDid Daniel ever suggest increasing the policy?\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom\u2019s eyes lifted.<\/p>\n
No one moved.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat is a very specific question,\u201d she said.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnswer it.\u201d<\/p>\n
She looked at him for several seconds.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
A chill moved over my skin.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAfter Calder Ridge started having problems.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe said it was smart planning.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor whom?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you increase it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you sure?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked through the folder.<\/p>\n
Another sheet had slipped behind the insurance packet.<\/p>\n
An application.<\/p>\n
Additional coverage requested: $350,000.<\/p>\n
The application had not been completed.<\/p>\n
Dad\u2019s signature line was blank.<\/p>\n
My stomach tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cThis?\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom looked at it.<\/p>\n
\u201cI never submitted it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy not?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause it felt wrong.\u201d<\/p>\n
Andrew\u2019s jaw tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt felt wrong before or after Daniel suggested something else?\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom\u2019s face went white.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat are you implying?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m asking.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThere was nothing else.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMom,\u201d I said. \u201cLook at me.\u201d<\/p>\n
She did.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Daniel ever talk about Dad dying?\u201d<\/p>\n
Her eyes filled instantly.<\/p>\n
That was answer enough.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did he say?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNothing serious.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe joked.\u201d<\/p>\n
Nobody spoke.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat kind of joke?\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom shook her head.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt was stupid.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSay it.\u201d<\/p>\n
She began crying.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe said all my problems would disappear if Robert got hit by a bus.\u201d<\/p>\n
Kayla covered her mouth.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd you stayed involved with him?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI told him never to say anything like that again.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid he?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cA few times.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did he say?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat I was sitting on an asset I couldn\u2019t use.\u201d<\/p>\n
I felt physically ill.<\/p>\n
Dad.<\/p>\n
An asset.<\/p>\n
A life-insurance policy.<\/p>\n
Money stolen from his daughters.<\/p>\n
Mom wiped her cheeks.<\/p>\n
\u201cI never wanted anything to happen to Robert.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI believe you.\u201d<\/p>\n
She looked surprised.<\/p>\n
I continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cBut I don\u2019t know what Daniel wanted.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe didn\u2019t do anything.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow do you know?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause Robert is alive.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat doesn\u2019t answer the question.\u201d<\/p>\n
I returned to the ledger.<\/p>\n
Near the last page, one payment stood out.<\/p>\n
$38,500.<\/p>\n
Recipient initials: D.M.<\/p>\n
Date: nine years earlier.<\/p>\n
Beside it Mom had written one sentence.<\/p>\n
Final payment. No more contact.<\/p>\n
I turned the ledger around.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happened nine years ago?\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom looked.<\/p>\n
Her entire posture changed.<\/p>\n
\u201cNothing.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThirty-eight thousand five hundred dollars is not nothing.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt was money I owed.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTo Daniel?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor the investment?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen why write no more contact?\u201d<\/p>\n
She said nothing.<\/p>\n
I felt dread gather slowly.<\/p>\n
\u201cMom.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe came back.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAfter disappearing?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNine years ago.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did he want?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMoney.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe had documents.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat documents?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cProof.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOf the fraud?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd the accounts.\u201d<\/p>\n
I understood.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe blackmailed you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom closed her eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor how long?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOnce.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou paid him nearly forty thousand dollars.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere did it come from?\u201d<\/p>\n
She whispered, \u201cThe last of the money Graham repaid.\u201d<\/p>\n
Kayla stood and walked away from the table.<\/p>\n
She leaned against the wall, crying without sound.<\/p>\n
Mom looked toward her.<\/p>\n
\u201cI was going to replace it.\u201d<\/p>\n
Kayla turned.<\/p>\n
\u201cWith what?\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom had no answer.<\/p>\n
Andrew continued studying the ledger.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere is Daniel now?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou never heard from him again?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
I watched her carefully.<\/p>\n
Another lie.<\/p>\n
I could feel it.<\/p>\n
Not because I knew the facts.<\/p>\n
Because I had finally learned how Mom behaved when she was telling only enough truth to survive the next question.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat aren\u2019t you saying?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNothing.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMom.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI told you everything.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
I picked up the last pages of the red folder.<\/p>\n
One contained an address.<\/p>\n
No company name.<\/p>\n
No explanation.<\/p>\n
A street and city three hours away.<\/p>\n
Beneath it was a phone number written in newer ink.<\/p>\n
I turned the page toward her.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat is this?\u201d<\/p>\n
Her lips parted.<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at Kayla.<\/p>\n
She looked back at me.<\/p>\n
Andrew took out his phone.<\/p>\n
He typed the number into a reverse-search service.<\/p>\n
After less than a minute, he placed the phone on the table.<\/p>\n
The name on the screen was Daniel Mercer.<\/p>\n
The address matched.<\/p>\n
Not nine years old.<\/p>\n
Current.<\/p>\n
Mom had known exactly where he was.<\/p>\n
And beneath Daniel\u2019s name, listed at the same address, was another person.<\/p>\n
A woman.<\/p>\n
Thirty-two years old.<\/p>\n
Elena Mercer.<\/p>\n
I stared at Mom.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho is Elena?\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom\u2019s face collapsed.<\/p>\n
She whispered something so softly I almost missed it.<\/p>\n
Kayla heard.<\/p>\n
Her knees seemed to weaken.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did you say?\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom looked at us.<\/p>\n
\u201cDaniel\u2019s daughter.\u201d<\/p>\n
I waited.<\/p>\n
Nothing about that explained her fear.<\/p>\n
Then Mom added, \u201cAnd your sister.\u201d<\/p>\n
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