Ruth\u2019s final words seemed to remain suspended above Evelyn\u2019s kitchen table.<\/p>\n
All of them.<\/p>\n
Mara looked from Ruth to the brass key in her palm.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat does that mean?\u201d<\/p>\n
Ruth sat down.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt means Joseph kept records on every child whose identity he used, changed, threatened, or hid.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel\u2019s expression hardened.<\/p>\n
\u201cEvery child?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot dozens, if that\u2019s what you\u2019re imagining. But more than Nathan and James.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow many?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
James leaned against the doorway.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou knew this box existed.\u201d<\/p>\n
Ruth shook her head.<\/p>\n
\u201cI knew Joseph kept a ledger. I didn\u2019t know where.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut you knew about the birth records.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI knew Samuel collected them.\u201d<\/p>\n
Margaret went still.<\/p>\n
\u201cFrom the hospital?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFrom everywhere.\u201d<\/p>\n
Thomas swore under his breath.<\/p>\n
County offices.<\/p>\n
Hospitals.<\/p>\n
Church registries.<\/p>\n
School enrollments.<\/p>\n
Samuel\u2019s access to public records had given Joseph something more useful than money: the ability to make a person appear under one name and disappear under another.<\/p>\n
Mara stared at the clock lying open on the counter.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow did Mom get Joseph\u2019s key?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
Ruth looked genuinely frightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cBut if Joseph gave it to her, it wasn\u2019t because he trusted her.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel said, \u201cThen why?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cInsurance.\u201d<\/p>\n
James answered before Ruth could.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe wanted someone else tied to whatever was inside.\u201d<\/p>\n
Ruth nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat sounds like Joseph.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mara put the key into her pocket.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe open it.\u201d<\/p>\n
Ruth stood.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel gave a bitter laugh.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe\u2019re done with no.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou don\u2019t understand.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat sentence should be carved on the family headstone.\u201d<\/p>\n
Ruth flinched.<\/p>\n
Daniel continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cEvery time somebody says we don\u2019t understand, what they mean is they know something and intend to keep deciding whether we deserve it.\u201d<\/p>\n
He pointed toward the key.<\/p>\n
\u201cNot anymore.\u201d<\/p>\n
Collins returned from the back porch.<\/p>\n
Officers had found shoe impressions leading to an alley, then nothing.<\/p>\n
No vehicle.<\/p>\n
No useful camera footage.<\/p>\n
Whoever delivered the warning had known how to leave unseen.<\/p>\n
Collins advised waiting until morning before approaching the bank.<\/p>\n
Mara refused.<\/p>\n
The bank\u2019s manager agreed to meet them after hours because police were now involved.<\/p>\n
Forty minutes later, Mara, Daniel, James, Collins, and a bank attorney stood inside the legacy vault at First County.<\/p>\n
Thomas, Margaret, Ruth, and Marianne waited upstairs.<\/p>\n
The vault attendant located Box 331 in a section of oversized drawers transferred from Greyson National Bank.<\/p>\n
Joseph Bell.<\/p>\n
Opened 1978.<\/p>\n
No recorded access since 1996.<\/p>\n
Mara frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201c1996?\u201d<\/p>\n
Joseph had supposedly died in 1991.<\/p>\n
His false death.<\/p>\n
The access log confirmed what they now knew.<\/p>\n
He had remained alive.<\/p>\n
The attendant inserted the bank key.<\/p>\n
Mara inserted Joseph\u2019s.<\/p>\n
The lock resisted.<\/p>\n
Then turned.<\/p>\n
The drawer was unusually heavy.<\/p>\n
They carried it to a private conference room.<\/p>\n
Collins switched on his body camera.<\/p>\n
The bank attorney documented the opening.<\/p>\n
Daniel looked at Mara.<\/p>\n
\u201cReady?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
He almost smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cMe neither.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mara lifted the lid.<\/p>\n
The ledger lay on top.<\/p>\n
Black leather.<\/p>\n
No title.<\/p>\n
Under it were twelve sealed envelopes, each marked with initials and dates.<\/p>\n
A metal cash box sat beneath those.<\/p>\n
Several microcassettes.<\/p>\n
Three passports.<\/p>\n
And a bundle of photographs tied with string.<\/p>\n
Daniel reached for the ledger.<\/p>\n
Collins stopped him.<\/p>\n
\u201cLet me photograph placement first.\u201d<\/p>\n
They waited.<\/p>\n
Once everything had been documented, Mara opened the ledger.<\/p>\n
Joseph\u2019s handwriting filled the first pages.<\/p>\n
Property numbers.<\/p>\n
Purchase prices.<\/p>\n
County projections.<\/p>\n
Payments to Samuel.<\/p>\n
Payments to shell corporations.<\/p>\n
Payments to Evelyn.<\/p>\n
Payments to Ruth.<\/p>\n
Payments to local officials.<\/p>\n
Names appeared beside amounts.<\/p>\n
A deputy sheriff.<\/p>\n
A bank manager.<\/p>\n
Two county assessors.<\/p>\n
A judge.<\/p>\n
Thomas had been right about one thing years ago without knowing the scale.<\/p>\n
The forty-two thousand dollars had not been an isolated theft.<\/p>\n
It had been one movement inside a much larger system.<\/p>\n
Daniel found the August 1989 entries.<\/p>\n
E.B. \u2014 $42,000 transfer authorized through S.W.<\/p>\n
R.B. must believe T.V. responsible.<\/p>\n
Mara\u2019s stomach tightened.<\/p>\n
Joseph had explicitly framed Thomas.<\/p>\n
Another line:<\/p>\n
E.B. cooperating due to domestic vulnerability.<\/p>\n
Mara stared at the phrase.<\/p>\n
Her mother\u2019s terror over Mara\u2019s paternity had been categorized as leverage.<\/p>\n
Not emotion.<\/p>\n
Not family.<\/p>\n
A vulnerability.<\/p>\n
Joseph had reduced everyone to pressure points.<\/p>\n
James turned several pages.<\/p>\n
\u201cHere.\u201d<\/p>\n
September 1989.<\/p>\n
Two minor identities secured.<\/p>\n
N.V. remains Greyson under D.B.<\/p>\n
D.B. relocated Oregon under J.K.<\/p>\n
R.B. compliant.<\/p>\n
E.B. unstable.<\/p>\n
Ruth requires supervision.<\/p>\n
Daniel read it twice.<\/p>\n
The switch was confirmed.<\/p>\n
No ambiguity remained.<\/p>\n
The man standing beside Mara had been born Nathan Vale.<\/p>\n
The man standing across from her had been born Daniel Bell.<\/p>\n
James lowered the ledger.<\/p>\n
Nobody spoke.<\/p>\n
Finally Daniel looked at James.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo there it is.\u201d<\/p>\n
James nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cApparently.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel extended his hand.<\/p>\n
James stared at it.<\/p>\n
Then took it.<\/p>\n
No dramatic embrace.<\/p>\n
No declaration.<\/p>\n
Just two men acknowledging that a dead criminal\u2019s ledger had finally attached their childhood names to the correct births.<\/p>\n
Mara opened the envelope marked N.V.<\/p>\n
Inside were Nathan\u2019s original hospital records.<\/p>\n
Margaret Vale listed as mother.<\/p>\n
Samuel Wynn listed privately as acknowledged father.<\/p>\n
A photograph of newborn Nathan.<\/p>\n
A footprint card.<\/p>\n
Daniel touched the tiny black footprint with one finger.<\/p>\n
Mara watched his face.<\/p>\n
He did not cry.<\/p>\n
He simply whispered, \u201cShe kept this.\u201d<\/p>\n
James opened D.B.<\/p>\n
His original birth certificate named Robert and Evelyn.<\/p>\n
A newborn photograph showed Evelyn holding him.<\/p>\n
Robert stood beside the bed, exhausted and smiling.<\/p>\n
James stared for a long time.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s him.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mara looked.<\/p>\n
Their father at thirty-four.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
James touched Robert\u2019s image.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe looked older when I knew him.\u201d<\/p>\n
The understatement nearly broke her.<\/p>\n
Collins opened the metal cash box.<\/p>\n
Inside were old bearer bonds and several keys.<\/p>\n
The attorney began cataloguing them.<\/p>\n
Mara examined the remaining envelopes.<\/p>\n
Initials she did not recognize.<\/p>\n
A.W.<\/p>\n
C.P.<\/p>\n
M.R.<\/p>\n
Then:<\/p>\n
M.B.<\/p>\n
April 2, 1982.<\/p>\n
Her birthday.<\/p>\n
Mara stopped breathing.<\/p>\n
Daniel saw it.<\/p>\n
\u201cMara.\u201d<\/p>\n
She did not touch the envelope.<\/p>\n
For the first time since opening the flour tin, she wanted ignorance.<\/p>\n
Her identity had been the one stable thing.<\/p>\n
Evelyn might have lied about Thomas being a possible biological father, but Mara had still been Mara.<\/p>\n
Born April 2.<\/p>\n
Raised by Evelyn and Robert.<\/p>\n
No switch.<\/p>\n
No false name.<\/p>\n
No hidden adoption.<\/p>\n
The envelope suggested Joseph had kept a file anyway.<\/p>\n
James said softly, \u201cYou don\u2019t have to open it now.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mara looked at him.<\/p>\n
A man who had spent most of his life under a name chosen to hide him.<\/p>\n
Daniel stood on her other side, holding the newborn record of a child called Nathan.<\/p>\n
She almost laughed.<\/p>\n
\u201cApparently I do.\u201d<\/p>\n
She opened it.<\/p>\n
Inside was a birth certificate.<\/p>\n
Mara Evelyn Bell.<\/p>\n
Mother:<\/p>\n
Evelyn Marie Bell.<\/p>\n
Father:<\/p>\n
Blank.<\/p>\n
Mara exhaled.<\/p>\n
Not surprising.<\/p>\n
A second document lay behind it.<\/p>\n
Paternity laboratory request.<\/p>\n
1989.<\/p>\n
Mara froze.<\/p>\n
A blood test had been ordered.<\/p>\n
Despite Evelyn telling Thomas no test had ever been performed.<\/p>\n
Samples:<\/p>\n
M.B.<\/p>\n
R.B.<\/p>\n
T.V.<\/p>\n
Result envelope attached.<\/p>\n
Sealed.<\/p>\n
Daniel whispered, \u201cMom said she refused testing.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe she did.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cJoseph could have done it.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mara looked at the date.<\/p>\n
August 16, 1989.<\/p>\n
One day before the Mill Road confrontation.<\/p>\n
Joseph had obtained samples without her parents\u2019 consent.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow?\u201d<\/p>\n
Collins said, \u201cHair, blood, medical samples. Depends on testing available then.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mara stared at the sealed result.<\/p>\n
Thomas was upstairs.<\/p>\n
For thirty-seven years he had not known whether Mara was biologically his.<\/p>\n
Robert had died not knowing.<\/p>\n
Evelyn claimed not to know.<\/p>\n
Joseph had known.<\/p>\n
Of course he had.<\/p>\n
Daniel said, \u201cYou can leave it sealed.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mara almost did.<\/p>\n
Then she tore it open.<\/p>\n
The report was old and cautious in its wording.<\/p>\n
Robert Bell excluded as biological father.<\/p>\n
Thomas Vale not excluded.<\/p>\n
Probability of paternity based on tested markers: 98.7%.<\/p>\n
Mara read the number without feeling anything at first.<\/p>\n
Then she sat down.<\/p>\n
Thomas.<\/p>\n
Her biological father was almost certainly Thomas Vale.<\/p>\n
James placed a hand on the table near hers without touching her.<\/p>\n
Daniel crouched.<\/p>\n
\u201cMara.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m fine.\u201d<\/p>\n
He gave her a look.<\/p>\n
She laughed weakly.<\/p>\n
\u201cI know. Stupid sentence.\u201d<\/p>\n
Robert was still her father.<\/p>\n
Evelyn\u2019s letter had prepared her for that truth.<\/p>\n
Biology did not remove bedtime stories, scraped-knee bandages, school pickups, arguments, Christmas mornings, or Robert\u2019s hand squeezing hers in the hospital.<\/p>\n
But Thomas was no longer a possibility.<\/p>\n
He was a fact Joseph had weaponized and hidden.<\/p>\n
Mara folded the report.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m telling him.\u201d<\/p>\n
They carried selected documents upstairs.<\/p>\n
Thomas stood when he saw Mara.<\/p>\n
He knew before she spoke.<\/p>\n
Perhaps something in her face resembled his own.<\/p>\n
\u201cJoseph tested us,\u201d she said.<\/p>\n
Thomas went pale.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAugust sixteenth, 1989.\u201d<\/p>\n
She handed him the report.<\/p>\n
He read it.<\/p>\n
His hands began shaking.<\/p>\n
Margaret turned away, crying.<\/p>\n
Thomas read the page again.<\/p>\n
Then he looked at Mara.<\/p>\n
Neither moved.<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know what I\u2019m supposed to say.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mara answered, \u201cNeither do I.\u201d<\/p>\n
He nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat seems fair.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re my biological father.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cApparently.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cRobert is still my father.\u201d<\/p>\n
Thomas closed his eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
The immediate answer mattered.<\/p>\n
When he looked at her again, tears stood in his eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cI would never ask you to make him smaller so I could become larger.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mara\u2019s throat tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cGood.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat doesn\u2019t mean I don\u2019t wish\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n
He stopped.<\/p>\n
She waited.<\/p>\n
\u201cI wish I had known.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo do I.\u201d<\/p>\n
That was enough for now.<\/p>\n
Collins returned to the ledger.<\/p>\n
There was another problem.<\/p>\n
Several pages had been cut out.<\/p>\n
Cleanly.<\/p>\n
Recent cuts.<\/p>\n
The missing section fell between 2007 and 2010.<\/p>\n
Robert\u2019s letter said he saw Joseph alive in 2007.<\/p>\n
Those years mattered.<\/p>\n
Ruth examined the binding.<\/p>\n
\u201cThey were here originally.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow do you know?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEvelyn described them.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mara turned.<\/p>\n
\u201cMom saw the ledger?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPart of it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201c2010.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWho showed her?\u201d<\/p>\n
Ruth hesitated.<\/p>\n
\u201cSamuel.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel laughed bitterly.<\/p>\n
\u201cCarter.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. Samuel. As himself.\u201d<\/p>\n
Thomas frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause Joseph had disappeared again.\u201d<\/p>\n
Ruth explained that in 2010 Samuel contacted Evelyn claiming Joseph had vanished after transferring money and records to an unknown third person.<\/p>\n
Samuel feared Joseph had chosen a successor.<\/p>\n
Someone younger.<\/p>\n
Someone capable of continuing the leverage system after Joseph died.<\/p>\n
Mara remembered the brick through the window.<\/p>\n
The person who had delivered it had escaped police.<\/p>\n
Samuel was old.<\/p>\n
Perhaps he had not thrown it.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho?\u201d<\/p>\n
Ruth shook her head.<\/p>\n
\u201cEvelyn never found out.\u201d<\/p>\n
James looked at the missing pages.<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe whoever removed these did.\u201d<\/p>\n
Collins\u2019s phone rang.<\/p>\n
He stepped away.<\/p>\n
When he returned, his expression had changed.<\/p>\n
\u201cThey found Samuel.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHis motel.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAlive?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mara felt relief she did not understand.<\/p>\n
Then Collins added:<\/p>\n
\u201cHe was attacked.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel straightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow bad?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHospitalized. Head injury.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid he identify anyone?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe was unconscious when they found him.\u201d<\/p>\n
Collins looked at Ruth.<\/p>\n
\u201cBut there was a message written on the motel mirror.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mara\u2019s skin prickled.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
Collins read from his notes.<\/p>\n
JOSEPH CHOSE BLOOD.<\/p>\n
Ruth gripped the table.<\/p>\n
James frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat does that mean?\u201d<\/p>\n
Nobody knew.<\/p>\n
Then Margaret looked toward Daniel.<\/p>\n
Samuel\u2019s biological son.<\/p>\n
Joseph\u2019s grandson.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel saw her expression.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
Margaret whispered, \u201cJoseph chose blood.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her face went white.<\/p>\n
\u201cSamuel wasn\u2019t his successor.\u201d<\/p>\n
Thomas understood next.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe chose one of his grandchildren.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel shook his head.<\/p>\n
\u201cNot me.\u201d<\/p>\n
Ruth looked toward James.<\/p>\n
Joseph had also considered James his grandson through Robert.<\/p>\n
Mara was Robert\u2019s legal daughter but Thomas\u2019s biological daughter.<\/p>\n
Joseph\u2019s definition of blood might not include her at all.<\/p>\n
Then Collins\u2019s phone rang again.<\/p>\n
This time the bank manager was calling from downstairs.<\/p>\n
Someone had triggered an alarm in the legacy vault.<\/p>\n
They ran.<\/p>\n
Box 331 remained open on the conference table.<\/p>\n
Nothing obvious had moved.<\/p>\n
Then Mara saw the envelopes.<\/p>\n
The M.B. file remained.<\/p>\n
N.V.<\/p>\n
D.B.<\/p>\n
Others.<\/p>\n
But one envelope that had been beneath the stack was now lying alone in the center of the table.<\/p>\n
Collins approached carefully.<\/p>\n
Initials:<\/p>\n
C.W.<\/p>\n
Date:<\/p>\n
1976.<\/p>\n
Carter Wynn.<\/p>\n
Daniel whispered, \u201cThe identity Samuel stole.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mara opened the envelope after Collins photographed it.<\/p>\n
Inside was an infant death certificate for Carter Wynn.<\/p>\n
Samuel\u2019s nephew.<\/p>\n
And behind it, another birth record.<\/p>\n
Same date.<\/p>\n
Same mother.<\/p>\n
Different child.<\/p>\n
A twin.<\/p>\n
The second infant had survived.<\/p>\n
Name:<\/p>\n
Caleb Wynn.<\/p>\n
At the bottom, Joseph had written:<\/p>\n
C.W. identity retained for future use.<\/p>\n
Caleb suitable.<\/p>\n
Mara looked up.<\/p>\n
Samuel had not invented Carter Wynn alone.<\/p>\n
Joseph had created the identity decades earlier.<\/p>\n
And Carter\u2019s surviving twin, Caleb, had grown up.<\/p>\n
Collins searched the name.<\/p>\n
A current record appeared.<\/p>\n
Caleb Wynn.<\/p>\n
Age fifty.<\/p>\n
Occupation:<\/p>\n
Private security consultant.<\/p>\n
Registered address:<\/p>\n
Greyson County.<\/p>\n
Ruth whispered, \u201cThat\u2019s who took me from the house.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mara stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou said Marianne took you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe arranged it.\u201d<\/p>\n
Ruth shook her head.<\/p>\n
\u201cBut the man who drove the car was Caleb.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel\u2019s face hardened.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe successor.\u201d<\/p>\n
Before anyone could respond, the lights in the bank went out.<\/p>\n
Emergency lamps flickered on.<\/p>\n
An alarm began screaming.<\/p>\n
From inside the vault came the heavy metallic sound of a door closing.<\/p>\n
James turned.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere\u2019s the ledger?\u201d<\/p>\n
Mara looked at the conference table.<\/p>\n
The black book was gone.<\/p>\n
Ruth\u2019s final words seemed to remain suspended above Evelyn\u2019s kitchen table. All of them. Mara looked from Ruth to the brass key in her palm. \u201cWhat does that mean?\u201d Ruth … <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":10857,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-10870","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-insightdrama"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10870","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=10870"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10870\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":10890,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10870\/revisions\/10890"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/10857"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=10870"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=10870"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=10870"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}