Rebecca Sloan did not let us sit together.<\/p>\n
That was the first thing she did after we arrived at the federal building.<\/p>\n
She put Elizabeth in one interview room, Anna in another, Clara in a third, and me at the end of a corridor where the windows did not open and the clock made every minute sound deliberate.<\/p>\n
At first I thought she did not trust us.<\/p>\n
Then I understood that was exactly the point.<\/p>\n
Truth, if it was going to matter now, had to survive being told separately.<\/p>\n
A young agent brought me coffee and a legal pad I never touched. Sloan entered twenty minutes later carrying two folders and the evidence envelope containing my mother\u2019s locket chain.<\/p>\n
She sat opposite me.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou understand this interview is voluntary.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou understand some of what you tell me may expose people you care about to criminal liability.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIncluding your mother.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd Anna.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd Martin Hale.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd potentially Clara Bennett.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sloan watched me for a moment.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re answering faster now.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m tired of people protecting me with omissions.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat will make today easier.\u201d<\/p>\n
She opened the first folder.<\/p>\n
Inside were copies of the ledger pages.<\/p>\n
Not all of them.<\/p>\n
Selected sections.<\/p>\n
\u201cWalk me through how you found this.\u201d<\/p>\n
I did.<\/p>\n
The jewelry box.<\/p>\n
Martin\u2019s storage unit.<\/p>\n
The crooked moon.<\/p>\n
The hidden compartment under the stairs.<\/p>\n
The break-in.<\/p>\n
The culvert.<\/p>\n
The texts demanding the ledger.<\/p>\n
Sloan interrupted only to fix times.<\/p>\n
When I finished, she tapped the copy with one finger.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you remove any pages?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Anna?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cElizabeth?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe wasn\u2019t there.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cClara?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMartin?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe never touched it after we found it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re certain?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
She turned the folder toward me.<\/p>\n
Three page numbers were missing.<\/p>\n
Not torn out.<\/p>\n
Missing in sequence.<\/p>\n
The ledger jumped from page 61 to 65.<\/p>\n
I stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cI didn\u2019t notice.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNeither did our evidence intake team until they indexed it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCould Dad have removed them?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPossibly.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOr Mercer.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPossibly.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut you don\u2019t think so.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sloan gave me no answer.<\/p>\n
She opened the second folder.<\/p>\n
Photographs of the binding.<\/p>\n
Small paper fibers remained near the stitching where pages had once been attached.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe removals are old,\u201d she said.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow old?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOur document examiner won\u2019t estimate precisely yet, but not recent.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo Dad removed them.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOr someone with access to the ledger before Elizabeth hid it.\u201d<\/p>\n
I thought of my mother.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe took it before she disappeared.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd if pages were already gone\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen the missing material may explain why she believed the ledger mattered but never knew the full structure of what Richard and Mercer were doing.\u201d<\/p>\n
I leaned back.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat pages are missing?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBased on dates, they fall in a six-week period shortly before Linden Street.\u201d<\/p>\n
That made my stomach tighten.<\/p>\n
\u201cThen Mercer took them.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re assuming.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re investigating him.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI investigate facts.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFine. Who had access?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cRichard. Mercer. Possibly Martin.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cJonas?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cUnknown.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMy mother?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
I hated that answer more than I expected.<\/p>\n
Sloan saw it.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou asked for no omissions.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen don\u2019t start objecting when the possibilities become uncomfortable.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at the ledger copy again.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat was happening during those six weeks?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSeveral property acquisitions. Two municipal votes. One pension transfer. And something else.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
She slid another page toward me.<\/p>\n
A company name appeared among handwritten bank references.<\/p>\n
HARBOR RIDGE CONSULTING.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ve never heard of it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNeither had federal databases.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt doesn\u2019t exist?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt did. Briefly.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe\u2019re still reconstructing that.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWho owned it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cA nominee director.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMeaning?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSomeone paid to put their name on documents.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBy Mercer?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDad?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
I rubbed my face.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat do you know?\u201d<\/p>\n
Sloan pulled a photograph from the folder.<\/p>\n
A typed invoice.<\/p>\n
Harbor Ridge had received a large payment from one of my grandfather\u2019s hidden accounts.<\/p>\n
Then transferred almost the entire amount to another account forty-eight hours later.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere did it go?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat is what makes the missing pages interesting.\u201d<\/p>\n
She pointed to the receiving bank.<\/p>\n
Switzerland.<\/p>\n
I laughed once.<\/p>\n
\u201cOf course.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t romanticize it. Swiss accounts are usually less cinematic than people think.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo whose account?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe don\u2019t have the beneficial owner yet.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMercer?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDad?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSomeone else.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sloan closed the folder.<\/p>\n
\u201cYour mother mentioned her father hid assets.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid she explain why?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTax avoidance, as far as I understood.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHer interview is still ongoing.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat are you not saying?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat I don\u2019t know yet.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared at the one-way glass though I knew nobody stood behind it theatrically watching me.<\/p>\n
Sloan shifted.<\/p>\n
\u201cTell me about Daniel Mercer before your father\u2019s death.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI barely knew him.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow often did you see him?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBusiness dinners when I was younger. Holidays sometimes. More during Dad\u2019s illness.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAlone with Richard?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow often?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know. Maybe monthly near the end.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid he ever enter Richard\u2019s study?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
That caught my own attention.<\/p>\n
Sloan\u2019s did too.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI saw them go in several times.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDoor closed?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWere you permitted inside?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you ever hear arguing?\u201d<\/p>\n
I thought.<\/p>\n
Once.<\/p>\n
A month before Dad died.<\/p>\n
I had been in the hallway carrying clean laundry because the home nurse was downstairs.<\/p>\n
Dad\u2019s voice had come through the door.<\/p>\n
Not loud enough for words at first.<\/p>\n
Then Mercer:<\/p>\n
\u201cYou don\u2019t get to become righteous because you\u2019re dying.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad answered something I could not make out.<\/p>\n
Mercer laughed.<\/p>\n
Then:<\/p>\n
\u201cIf you give him anything, you bury him with you.\u201d<\/p>\n
I had assumed they were arguing about the company.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy didn\u2019t I remember that?\u201d<\/p>\n
Sloan\u2019s expression softened very slightly.<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause at the time it meant something else.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked down.<\/p>\n
\u201cDad told him he was leaving me evidence.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd Mercer warned him not to.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen Mercer knew about the confession tape.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot necessarily.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut he knew Dad was changing sides.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s more supportable.\u201d<\/p>\n
She made a note.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happened after that argument?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMercer left.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd Richard?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe asked me to bring him whiskey.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWas he allowed alcohol?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sloan almost smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe was dying.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat justified ignoring medical advice?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe said it did.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did he do with the whiskey?\u201d<\/p>\n
I remembered.<\/p>\n
Dad had not drunk immediately.<\/p>\n
He poured two glasses.<\/p>\n
Set one on the desk.<\/p>\n
Then stared at the empty chair across from him.<\/p>\n
I had thought he was being sentimental.<\/p>\n
\u201cGeorge?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe poured a second glass.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor Mercer?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe had already left.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor someone else?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo one else was there.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sloan waited.<\/p>\n
\u201cDad said, \u2018You always hated this brand.\u2019\u201d<\/p>\n
My skin prickled.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho was he talking to?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI thought Mom.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut he knew she was alive.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd he believed she wasn\u2019t there.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sloan leaned forward.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Richard ever speak to absent people as if they were present?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe was on morphine.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat isn\u2019t what I asked.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. Not that I remember.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid he say anything else?\u201d<\/p>\n
I shut my eyes.<\/p>\n
The room returned.<\/p>\n
Late afternoon.<\/p>\n
Winter light.<\/p>\n
Dad thinner than I wanted to admit.<\/p>\n
His hand around the glass.<\/p>\n
He had looked at the empty chair.<\/p>\n
Then said:<\/p>\n
\u201cI should have listened the first time.\u201d<\/p>\n
I opened my eyes.<\/p>\n
Sloan wrote it down.<\/p>\n
\u201cCould refer to Elizabeth.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCould refer to Clara.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCould refer to someone we don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
I frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy does that matter?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause Richard\u2019s final confession names people and crimes, but there are gaps.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLike the missing ledger pages.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
She opened another file.<\/p>\n
This one contained a transcript of Dad\u2019s final tape.<\/p>\n
A section had been highlighted.<\/p>\n
YOUR FATHER\u2019S MONEY CORRUPTED EVERYTHING.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cRichard says \u2018your father\u2019s money,\u2019 speaking to Elizabeth.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHer father.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat about it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe never names him.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know my grandfather\u2019s name.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cElizabeth told us.\u201d<\/p>\n
I waited.<\/p>\n
\u201cArthur Rowan.\u201d<\/p>\n
The name meant nothing.<\/p>\n
Sloan studied my face.<\/p>\n
\u201cRichard\u2019s original surname wasn\u2019t Ross.\u201d<\/p>\n
I blinked.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot at birth.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s impossible.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat was it?\u201d<\/p>\n
She hesitated.<\/p>\n
\u201cBefore I tell you, I need to know whether you have ever heard the surname Vale attached to your father.\u201d<\/p>\n
Jonas.<\/p>\n
My stomach dropped.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sloan slid a birth certificate across the table.<\/p>\n
Richard Vale.<\/p>\n
Date of birth matching Dad\u2019s.<\/p>\n
Mother: Margaret Vale.<\/p>\n
Father: blank.<\/p>\n
I stared until the words blurred.<\/p>\n
\u201cThis is Dad?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe believe so.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe changed his name?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAt nineteen.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTo Ross.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cUnknown.\u201d<\/p>\n
I could barely think.<\/p>\n
\u201cJonas Vale.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSame surname.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAre they related?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe don\u2019t know yet.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut you suspect it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe investigate coincidences that repeat.\u201d<\/p>\n
I pushed the document away.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Jonas know?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe is being interviewed separately.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Clara know?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s one of my next questions.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy didn\u2019t Dad tell anyone?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe people knew.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. He built himself from nothing. That was his whole story.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPeople who reinvent themselves often prefer the origin story they chose.\u201d<\/p>\n
I thought of Clara\u2019s remark about Dad and Mercer being bound by old secrets.<\/p>\n
No.<\/p>\n
Clara had said she and Richard were bound.<\/p>\n
An older family secret.<\/p>\n
I looked at Sloan.<\/p>\n
\u201cClara knew.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou don\u2019t know that.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, I do.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stood.<\/p>\n
She raised one hand.<\/p>\n
\u201cSit.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cClara said Richard feared her because of an older family secret.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
I told her.<\/p>\n
Sloan\u2019s expression changed.<\/p>\n
Not surprise.<\/p>\n
Confirmation.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou already knew.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe found another document this morning.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cA sealed juvenile court file.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDad?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPossibly.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPossibly?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe name is Richard Vale.\u201d<\/p>\n
I sat again.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did he do?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe don\u2019t know. The record remains sealed pending judicial review.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow old?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSeventeen.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd Jonas?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTwenty-six.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared.<\/p>\n
Sloan let the implication settle.<\/p>\n
\u201cThey knew each other before Mercer.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLikely.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBefore my mother.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBefore Dad became Richard Ross.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
The entire story stretched backward again.<\/p>\n
Everything I had learned began when Mom discovered the accounts.<\/p>\n
Apparently that had only been the point where she entered it.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat does this have to do with the missing pages?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe nothing.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou don\u2019t believe that.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t get paid to believe.\u201d<\/p>\n
I almost smiled.<\/p>\n
Then someone knocked.<\/p>\n
An agent opened the door.<\/p>\n
\u201cRebecca.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sloan stepped outside.<\/p>\n
I heard only pieces.<\/p>\n
\u201c\u2026hospital\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201c\u2026Bennett\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201c\u2026collapsed?\u201d<\/p>\n
Sloan returned immediately.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happened?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cClara lost consciousness during her interview.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stood.<\/p>\n
\u201cIs she okay?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMedical team is with her.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCan I see her?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot yet.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWas she poisoned?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat is not currently suspected.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCurrently?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cGeorge.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cTell me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe became distressed when asked about Richard Vale.\u201d<\/p>\n
My pulse jumped.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did she say?\u201d<\/p>\n
Sloan looked at the closed door.<\/p>\n
\u201cBefore collapsing?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe said Richard was not the first boy in that family who learned how useful a different name could be.\u201d<\/p>\n
I went cold.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat family?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat is what we are trying to determine.\u201d<\/p>\n
I thought of Jonas.<\/p>\n
Dad.<\/p>\n
Vale.<\/p>\n
The vanished pages.<\/p>\n
Harbor Ridge.<\/p>\n
Clara\u2019s terror of old secrets.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow old is Clara?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSeventy-six.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOlder than Dad.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCould she have known him as a child?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you ask?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd?\u201d<\/p>\n
Sloan sat again.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe said Richard was not her half brother.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s what Martin\u2019s notes said.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo Martin was wrong.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOr Clara lied to him.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
My phone vibrated on the table.<\/p>\n
I had been allowed to keep it because the interview was voluntary.<\/p>\n
Unknown number.<\/p>\n
Sloan looked at it.<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t answer.\u201d<\/p>\n
A text arrived.<\/p>\n
No words.<\/p>\n
A photograph.<\/p>\n
Clara entering the federal building that morning.<\/p>\n
Taken from across the street.<\/p>\n
Sloan took my phone.<\/p>\n
Another image appeared.<\/p>\n
Anna entering five minutes later.<\/p>\n
Then Elizabeth.<\/p>\n
Then me.<\/p>\n
The final message came as text.<\/p>\n
THE LEDGER WAS NEVER THE REAL PROBLEM.<\/p>\n
I looked at Sloan.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe already heard that before.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFrom whom?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMom\u2019s letter.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe text.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cExactly.\u201d<\/p>\n
Another message arrived.<\/p>\n
ASK CLARA WHAT HAPPENED AT HARBOR RIDGE.<\/p>\n
Sloan\u2019s face changed.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou know the name.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat is Harbor Ridge besides a shell company?\u201d<\/p>\n
She did not answer quickly enough.<\/p>\n
I understood.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s a place.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sloan stood.<\/p>\n
\u201cInterview paused.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cRebecca.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cStay here.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cGeorge.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIf Clara knows what happened there, I\u2019m hearing it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou are a witness, not an investigator.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m also the person everyone keeps sending clues to.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat makes you useful bait.\u201d<\/p>\n
The bluntness stopped me.<\/p>\n
Sloan softened only slightly.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhich is exactly why you stay in a secure building.\u201d<\/p>\n
She left.<\/p>\n
Five minutes later Anna entered without knocking.<\/p>\n
\u201cThey moved Clara to medical.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIs she awake?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cElizabeth?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWith her.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did Clara say?\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna looked at the door.<\/p>\n
\u201cSomething about a boy.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat boy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe keeps saying, \u2018The other boy.\u2019\u201d<\/p>\n
My skin prickled.<\/p>\n
\u201cDad?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cJonas?\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna shook her head.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe said Richard was the lucky one.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat does that mean?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
Then Elizabeth appeared.<\/p>\n
Her face was white.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
She closed the door behind her.<\/p>\n
\u201cClara finally told me why Richard changed his name.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stood.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
My mother looked at Anna.<\/p>\n
Then at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen Richard was seventeen, there was a fire at a boys\u2019 residence called Harbor Ridge.\u201d<\/p>\n
The name hit me.<\/p>\n
\u201cResidence?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor court-placed juveniles.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDad was there?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cClara doesn\u2019t know exactly.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cJonas?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWorked there.\u201d<\/p>\n
My stomach turned.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happened in the fire?\u201d<\/p>\n
Elizabeth swallowed.<\/p>\n
\u201cThree boys died.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cDad?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe survived.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe other boy?\u201d<\/p>\n
My mother\u2019s eyes filled with something like dread.<\/p>\n
\u201cClara says four boys were listed as trapped.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThree bodies were found.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd the fourth?\u201d<\/p>\n
She looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cHis name was Richard Vale.\u201d<\/p>\n
Silence.<\/p>\n
I could not process it.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna whispered, \u201cGeorge.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. Dad was Richard Vale.\u201d<\/p>\n
Elizabeth shook her head.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat is the problem.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared at her.<\/p>\n
Clara\u2019s words returned.<\/p>\n
Richard was not the first boy in that family who learned how useful a different name could be.<\/p>\n
Elizabeth continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cAccording to Clara, the boy who came out of Harbor Ridge calling himself Richard Vale may not have been Richard Vale at all.\u201d<\/p>\n
Everything inside me went still.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat was his real name?\u201d<\/p>\n
My mother looked toward the door as if even here she expected someone to hear.<\/p>\n
\u201cClara says the surviving boy was called Thomas.\u201d<\/p>\n
I waited.<\/p>\n
\u201cThomas what?\u201d<\/p>\n
Elizabeth\u2019s answer barely carried across the room.<\/p>\n
\u201cThomas Mercer.\u201d<\/p>\n
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