Nobody wanted Mom to go.<\/p>\n
That guaranteed she would.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy brother is in my house.\u201d<\/p>\n
Julian stood between her and the door.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhich is precisely why police should handle it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI am not waiting here.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEvelyn\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMove.\u201d<\/p>\n
Maya stepped beside him.<\/p>\n
\u201cMom.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom turned.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou stay.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
For a moment they looked almost identical.<\/p>\n
Same lifted chin.<\/p>\n
Same refusal.<\/p>\n
Then Maya said, \u201cYou don\u2019t get to order everyone around because you\u2019re scared.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom\u2019s expression softened unexpectedly.<\/p>\n
\u201cI am scared.\u201d<\/p>\n
The admission stopped Maya.<\/p>\n
So did it stop me.<\/p>\n
Mom looked toward me.<\/p>\n
\u201cIf Daniel did this\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n
She could not finish.<\/p>\n
I understood.<\/p>\n
Daniel was her younger brother.<\/p>\n
Grandma\u2019s son.<\/p>\n
The uncle who appeared at Christmas with expensive wine and disappeared before dishes were washed. The man who called me \u201cProfessor\u201d when I was a teenager because I corrected him once about interest rates.<\/p>\n
Family history had made him irritating.<\/p>\n
The drive had made him dangerous.<\/p>\n
Julian called police while Dad contacted the private security company monitoring the house.<\/p>\n
The alarm showed no forced entry.<\/p>\n
Dad looked grim.<\/p>\n
\u201cDaniel knows the code.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe feeds the dogs when we travel.\u201d<\/p>\n
Of course.<\/p>\n
We took two cars.<\/p>\n
Julian drove Mom and Maya.<\/p>\n
I went with Dad because neither of us volunteered to sit together and therefore somehow ended up doing exactly that.<\/p>\n
For the first five minutes, he said nothing.<\/p>\n
Then:<\/p>\n
\u201cI didn\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
I watched streetlights move across the windshield.<\/p>\n
\u201cAbout which part?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThomas.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat doesn\u2019t narrow it down.\u201d<\/p>\n
He gripped the steering wheel.<\/p>\n
\u201cI thought he was helping.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou also thought I signed consent you never asked me for.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
That surprised me.<\/p>\n
No defense.<\/p>\n
He swallowed.<\/p>\n
\u201cI knew something was wrong with the paperwork.\u201d<\/p>\n
I turned.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow wrong?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI didn\u2019t know it was forged.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe told me you had given standing consent through the trust administrator.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd you believed him.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI wanted to.\u201d<\/p>\n
There it was.<\/p>\n
The first clean truth Dad had offered.<\/p>\n
\u201cI needed the financing. Without it, the development partnership collapsed immediately.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo you chose not to verify.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
He stared at the road.<\/p>\n
\u201cI told myself you would agree if I explained.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut you never explained.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
He laughed bitterly.<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause I was afraid you\u2019d say no.\u201d<\/p>\n
Grandpa\u2019s letter seemed to whisper from my purse.<\/p>\n
Saying no to family did not make you disloyal.<\/p>\n
Dad had been afraid of exactly the authority Grandpa intended me to have.<\/p>\n
\u201cI probably would have.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
We drove another block.<\/p>\n
\u201cWould you have let me lose everything?\u201d<\/p>\n
I thought carefully.<\/p>\n
\u201cI would have made you stop borrowing.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat wasn\u2019t my question.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, it was.\u201d<\/p>\n
He looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou think losing everything would have been better?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI think stopping at two million would have been better than reaching nine.\u201d<\/p>\n
He looked back at the road.<\/p>\n
Neither of us spoke again.<\/p>\n
Police arrived at the house minutes before us.<\/p>\n
The front door was unlocked.<\/p>\n
A security officer waited outside.<\/p>\n
\u201cThere are two vehicles registered to guests,\u201d he told Dad. \u201cOne belongs to Daniel Hayes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe other?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cRental.\u201d<\/p>\n
Thomas.<\/p>\n
Officers entered first.<\/p>\n
We waited in the driveway.<\/p>\n
The house looked exactly as it always had.<\/p>\n
Tall windows.<\/p>\n
Limestone fa\u00e7ade.<\/p>\n
Perfect landscaping.<\/p>\n
From the outside, nothing suggested debt, forgery, or panic.<\/p>\n
Appearances.<\/p>\n
Mom stared at it.<\/p>\n
\u201cIf we lose the house, everyone will know.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at her.<\/p>\n
She realized what she had said.<\/p>\n
For once, she seemed ashamed of the thought.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m sorry.\u201d<\/p>\n
Maya leaned against the car.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou keep saying that tonight.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom looked at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cI have a lot to be sorry for.\u201d<\/p>\n
The front door opened.<\/p>\n
An officer called Dad inside.<\/p>\n
We followed.<\/p>\n
The smell reached us halfway down the hall.<\/p>\n
Smoke.<\/p>\n
Not a house fire.<\/p>\n
Paper.<\/p>\n
The study doors were open.<\/p>\n
Inside, Uncle Daniel stood beside the fireplace with his hands visible.<\/p>\n
Two officers watched him.<\/p>\n
Another man was being handcuffed near Dad\u2019s desk.<\/p>\n
Thomas Reed.<\/p>\n
He looked older than I remembered.<\/p>\n
Smaller too.<\/p>\n
His gray suit was rumpled. Sweat darkened the collar of his shirt.<\/p>\n
The fireplace contained blackened folders.<\/p>\n
Dad made a sound like an animal.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did you burn?\u201d<\/p>\n
Thomas looked at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cRichard.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad lunged.<\/p>\n
An officer caught him.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did you burn?\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel turned.<\/p>\n
\u201cCalm down.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom stared at her brother.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel\u2019s face changed.<\/p>\n
\u201cEvie.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t call me that.\u201d<\/p>\n
He looked toward Maya.<\/p>\n
Then me.<\/p>\n
His expression hardened.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo she finally showed up.\u201d<\/p>\n
I almost laughed.<\/p>\n
\u201cApparently that\u2019s the family explanation for everything.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel ignored me.<\/p>\n
Mom walked toward him.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you forge my signature?\u201d<\/p>\n
His eyes shifted toward Thomas.<\/p>\n
That was enough.<\/p>\n
Mom slapped him.<\/p>\n
The officer stepped between them.<\/p>\n
\u201cMa\u2019am.\u201d<\/p>\n
She backed away.<\/p>\n
Daniel touched his cheek.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou always were dramatic.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom stared at him.<\/p>\n
Something in her face broke.<\/p>\n
I had heard that sentence directed at me countless times.<\/p>\n
Now she heard its shape from the person who had probably helped teach it to her.<\/p>\n
Police photographed the fireplace.<\/p>\n
Most documents were ruined.<\/p>\n
Not all.<\/p>\n
A metal lockbox sat beneath Dad\u2019s desk.<\/p>\n
Thomas had apparently been trying to open it when officers arrived.<\/p>\n
Dad frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat isn\u2019t mine.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel said nothing.<\/p>\n
The lockbox belonged to Ridgeway.<\/p>\n
A warrant would be needed before police could search it unless an authorized owner consented.<\/p>\n
Martin Cole, as a surviving principal of the dissolved company, could potentially provide that consent.<\/p>\n
Julian called him.<\/p>\n
Martin agreed.<\/p>\n
He also agreed to come to the house.<\/p>\n
Thomas finally spoke.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou have no idea what Martin did.\u201d<\/p>\n
Julian looked at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019ll have an opportunity to explain through counsel.\u201d<\/p>\n
Thomas laughed.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou think he\u2019s helping Clara because he grew a conscience?\u201d<\/p>\n
Nobody answered.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe\u2019s protecting himself.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat is possible,\u201d Julian said.<\/p>\n
Thomas seemed irritated by the lack of argument.<\/p>\n
Daniel looked toward Mom.<\/p>\n
\u201cEvie, you need to understand something.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou invested.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI invested fifty thousand dollars because you told me Ridgeway bought commercial property.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt did.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou used my money to go after Clara\u2019s company.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel sighed.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe made an offer.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSecretly.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s how private investment works.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom\u2019s voice rose.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou talked about using me against my daughter.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel glanced toward me.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe wouldn\u2019t take your money.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe shouldn\u2019t have.\u201d<\/p>\n
The answer came from Grandma.<\/p>\n
We turned.<\/p>\n
She stood in the doorway.<\/p>\n
I stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat are you doing here?\u201d<\/p>\n
She lifted her chin.<\/p>\n
\u201cThis is my family too.\u201d<\/p>\n
A hotel driver hovered nervously behind her.<\/p>\n
Apparently Grandma had ordered a car the moment we left.<\/p>\n
Julian rubbed his forehead.<\/p>\n
\u201cI surrender.\u201d<\/p>\n
Grandma entered.<\/p>\n
Daniel\u2019s confidence disappeared.<\/p>\n
\u201cMom.\u201d<\/p>\n
She walked toward him.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you steal from your father?\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel looked away.<\/p>\n
\u201cOld accusations.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnswer me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you repay seven hundred thousand dollars?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat was a settlement.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cA disputed distribution.\u201d<\/p>\n
Grandma stared at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cYour father called it theft.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe called everything theft when he was angry.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe changed his trust because of you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. He changed it because Clara manipulated him.\u201d<\/p>\n
I almost responded.<\/p>\n
Grandma beat me to it.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe was twenty-one.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe always knew how to impress him.\u201d<\/p>\n
The bitterness in Daniel\u2019s voice surprised me.<\/p>\n
This had begun before Northstar.<\/p>\n
Before the trust fraud.<\/p>\n
Maybe before I understood there was competition at all.<\/p>\n
Grandma stepped closer.<\/p>\n
\u201cYour father gave Clara authority because you frightened him.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel\u2019s face tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe humiliated me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. He stopped trusting you.\u201d<\/p>\n
The distinction landed hard.<\/p>\n
A knock came from the entrance.<\/p>\n
Martin Cole arrived with his attorney.<\/p>\n
He was tall, thin, and perhaps seventy. I recognized his voice immediately.<\/p>\n
He looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou got the letter.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cGood.\u201d<\/p>\n
Thomas laughed.<\/p>\n
\u201cHero arrives.\u201d<\/p>\n
Martin ignored him.<\/p>\n
Police confirmed Martin\u2019s authority and eventually opened the lockbox under supervision.<\/p>\n
Inside were ledgers.<\/p>\n
Original agreements.<\/p>\n
Three external hard drives.<\/p>\n
And a stack of notarized documents.<\/p>\n
Julian examined the first.<\/p>\n
His expression sharpened.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
He handed it to me.<\/p>\n
A beneficiary consent.<\/p>\n
My name.<\/p>\n
My signature.<\/p>\n
Not the same forgery.<\/p>\n
This one was perfect.<\/p>\n
I stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat looks real.\u201d<\/p>\n
Julian nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt may be.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut I never signed it.\u201d<\/p>\n
Martin spoke from across the room.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou signed the page.\u201d<\/p>\n
I turned.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot that document.\u201d<\/p>\n
My stomach tightened.<\/p>\n
He continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cThomas used genuine signature pages from unrelated documents.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad cursed.<\/p>\n
Martin explained that Ridgeway and Thomas had collected executed pages whenever family members signed routine paperwork.<\/p>\n
Those pages could later be attached to altered agreements.<\/p>\n
Mom sat down.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow many?\u201d<\/p>\n
Martin looked at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTry.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDozens.\u201d<\/p>\n
The room went silent.<\/p>\n
My father leaned against his desk.<\/p>\n
Years of family paperwork had become a reservoir of signatures.<\/p>\n
Julian began photographing everything.<\/p>\n
Then he found a document that made him stop.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat is it?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n
He read the first page.<\/p>\n
\u201cTransfer agreement.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTransfer of what?\u201d<\/p>\n
He looked at Martin.<\/p>\n
Martin closed his eyes.<\/p>\n
Thomas smiled for the first time.<\/p>\n
There was something ugly in it.<\/p>\n
\u201cGo ahead,\u201d he said.<\/p>\n
Julian ignored him.<\/p>\n
\u201cTwenty-eight percent beneficial interest in the commercial trust.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cTo whom?\u201d<\/p>\n
He turned the page.<\/p>\n
The transferee was Ridgeway Strategic Partners.<\/p>\n
My heart pounded.<\/p>\n
\u201cCan they do that?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot without beneficiary authorization.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhich they forged.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cApparently.\u201d<\/p>\n
Martin spoke.<\/p>\n
\u201cThey never completed the transfer.\u201d<\/p>\n
Thomas laughed again.<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause you stopped it.\u201d<\/p>\n
Martin looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause by then I knew what they were doing.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel snapped, \u201cYou knew from the beginning.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou took the money.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI invested in a legitimate partnership.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou signed the agreements.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI did not sign forged beneficiary consents.\u201d<\/p>\n
Thomas interrupted.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou all benefited.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad turned.<\/p>\n
\u201cFrom what?\u201d<\/p>\n
Thomas looked at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe lifestyle.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad\u2019s face hardened.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou told me the loans were legitimate.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou never asked how.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI asked whether Clara had consented.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd I told you yes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou lied.\u201d<\/p>\n
Thomas shrugged.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou needed the answer.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad went silent.<\/p>\n
That sentence hit because it was true.<\/p>\n
Thomas had supplied the lie Dad wanted.<\/p>\n
Mom looked at Daniel.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy Clara?\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel\u2019s expression tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy did everything require taking from Clara?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt wasn\u2019t about Clara.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt was.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. It was about control.\u201d<\/p>\n
He realized too late what he had admitted.<\/p>\n
Grandma stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cControl of what?\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel looked around.<\/p>\n
No answer.<\/p>\n
Martin gave it.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe trust was worth far more than Richard knew.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow much?\u201d<\/p>\n
Martin looked toward me.<\/p>\n
\u201cAfter the downtown properties were rezoned and the industrial parcels appreciated?\u201d<\/p>\n
He paused.<\/p>\n
\u201cApproximately forty-six million dollars.\u201d<\/p>\n
Nobody moved.<\/p>\n
Dad\u2019s face emptied.<\/p>\n
Mom whispered, \u201cForty-six?\u201d<\/p>\n
Grandma closed her eyes.<\/p>\n
She seemed unsurprised.<\/p>\n
I stared at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou knew.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot the current value.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut you knew it was substantial.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel laughed bitterly.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd Grandpa handed control to Clara.\u201d<\/p>\n
Not ownership of all of it.<\/p>\n
Control.<\/p>\n
That distinction mattered.<\/p>\n
But to Daniel, apparently, it had mattered enough to justify years of manipulation.<\/p>\n
Martin pointed toward the transfer agreement.<\/p>\n
\u201cIf Ridgeway obtained twenty-eight percent and combined it with interests Daniel expected Evelyn and Richard to control, they believed they could challenge Clara\u2019s authority.\u201d<\/p>\n
Julian nodded slowly.<\/p>\n
\u201cA control block.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
The Northstar investment had been connected.<\/p>\n
Not because Northstar itself was the target.<\/p>\n
Because owning part of my company would create financial leverage over me.<\/p>\n
Everything converged on the same objective.<\/p>\n
Make Clara negotiable.<\/p>\n
Dad looked sick.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou used my debt to get to the trust.\u201d<\/p>\n
Thomas said nothing.<\/p>\n
Daniel did.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou used the trust to fund your debt.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad moved toward him.<\/p>\n
Police intervened again.<\/p>\n
Daniel laughed.<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t act righteous now, Richard. You signed every loan.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBased on forged consent.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause you didn\u2019t want to ask your daughter.\u201d<\/p>\n
That stopped him.<\/p>\n
Daniel looked toward me.<\/p>\n
\u201cEveryone here wants to pretend Thomas and I created this family.\u201d<\/p>\n
He shook his head.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe didn\u2019t. We just understood it.\u201d<\/p>\n
I hated him for saying something partly true.<\/p>\n
Mom\u2019s obsession with appearances.<\/p>\n
Dad\u2019s pride.<\/p>\n
Grandma\u2019s secrecy.<\/p>\n
Maya\u2019s need for approval.<\/p>\n
My withdrawal.<\/p>\n
Thomas and Daniel had not invented those weaknesses.<\/p>\n
They had exploited them.<\/p>\n
An officer interrupted to say Thomas and Daniel would be taken downtown for questioning.<\/p>\n
As Thomas passed me, he stopped.<\/p>\n
Julian moved between us.<\/p>\n
Thomas looked over his shoulder.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou think Martin gave you everything?\u201d<\/p>\n
I said nothing.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe didn\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n
Martin\u2019s face tightened.<\/p>\n
Thomas smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cAsk him who actually funded Ridgeway\u2019s first offer for Northstar.\u201d<\/p>\n
Then police led him away.<\/p>\n
I turned toward Martin.<\/p>\n
He looked suddenly exhausted.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho?\u201d<\/p>\n
He did not answer.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho funded it?\u201d<\/p>\n
Martin looked at my father.<\/p>\n
Dad stared back.<\/p>\n
Then Martin said:<\/p>\n
\u201cRichard did.\u201d<\/p>\n
Nobody wanted Mom to go. That guaranteed she would. \u201cMy brother is in my house.\u201d Julian stood between her and the door. \u201cWhich is precisely why police should handle it.\u201d … <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":13407,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-13417","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\/13417","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=13417"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13417\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":13445,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13417\/revisions\/13445"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/13407"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=13417"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=13417"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=13417"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}