The hospital allowed Sandra into Claire\u2019s room the next morning.<\/p>\n
Only Sandra.<\/p>\n
Not Roy.<\/p>\n
Not me.<\/p>\n
Not Mr. Katz.<\/p>\n
Claire had requested her niece by name after waking fully enough to speak.<\/p>\n
We waited in a family lounge two floors below.<\/p>\n
Roy paced.<\/p>\n
I watched a vending machine hum.<\/p>\n
Mr. Katz made telephone calls in the corridor.<\/p>\n
Nobody discussed the prescription bottle.<\/p>\n
Police had taken the security footage and Claire\u2019s recordings the night before.<\/p>\n
They had also requested Arthur\u2019s medication records from hospice.<\/p>\n
For the first time since Arthur died, the problem had moved beyond inheritance lawyers and family accusations.<\/p>\n
A detective was involved.<\/p>\n
That changed the air.<\/p>\n
Roy stopped pacing after twenty minutes.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou think Daniel drugged her.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe had Dad\u2019s bottle.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe don\u2019t know that.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou saw it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe saw an amber bottle on grainy footage.\u201d<\/p>\n
Roy sat.<\/p>\n
\u201cI know what Dad\u2019s prescription bottles looked like.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo do I.\u201d<\/p>\n
He rubbed his hands together.<\/p>\n
\u201cI started this.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
He looked up.<\/p>\n
\u201cI gave Daniel the account screenshot.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat was wrong.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIf I hadn\u2019t\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou don\u2019t know what Daniel already knew.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI gave him something.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
I did not rescue him from that.<\/p>\n
Arthur\u2019s letter had been right.<\/p>\n
Roy needed consequences, not comfort disguised as love.<\/p>\n
\u201cBut what Daniel did afterward belongs to Daniel.\u201d<\/p>\n
Roy looked down.<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know how to tell the difference anymore.\u201d<\/p>\n
That may have been the first useful thing he had said about guilt.<\/p>\n
Sandra returned nearly an hour later.<\/p>\n
Her face was pale.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe remembers Daniel.\u201d<\/p>\n
Roy stood.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happened?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot here.\u201d<\/p>\n
We followed her outside.<\/p>\n
The hospital courtyard was almost empty.<\/p>\n
Sandra sat on a bench.<\/p>\n
\u201cClaire said Daniel came to her house that morning.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWith the bottle?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe doesn\u2019t remember a bottle.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat does she remember?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe wanted the flash drive.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mr. Katz frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow did he know about it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe told him she recorded their calls.\u201d<\/p>\n
Roy muttered something under his breath.<\/p>\n
Sandra continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cDaniel said if she went to police, he would tell them she forged Roy\u2019s signature and lied to the probate court.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe did,\u201d Roy said.<\/p>\n
Sandra looked at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her voice made him stop.<\/p>\n
\u201cClaire told him she was confessing anyway.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happened then?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe showed her a photograph.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe thing in his hand,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n
Sandra nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt wasn\u2019t a bottle.\u201d<\/p>\n
Roy frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat photograph?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDad.\u201d<\/p>\n
My chest tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cArthur?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTaken outside Station Twelve years ago.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy would that stop Claire?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt wasn\u2019t Dad alone.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sandra looked at Mr. Katz.<\/p>\n
\u201cTommy Vale was there. So was Daniel.\u201d<\/p>\n
Roy shook his head.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd another man.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWho?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cClaire doesn\u2019t know his name.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mr. Katz asked, \u201cWhy was the photograph important?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause Daniel said the four men had been involved in something that made all of them money.\u201d<\/p>\n
I felt a slow unease.<\/p>\n
\u201cFour men?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDad, Tommy, Daniel and the unidentified man.\u201d<\/p>\n
Roy frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cDaniel wasn\u2019t a firefighter.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut he handled medical-equipment contracts,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n
Sandra nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cClaire said Daniel told her Arthur\u2019s real fortune didn\u2019t come from the consulting company.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mr. Katz and I exchanged a look.<\/p>\n
That was the same claim Daniel had been circling for months.<\/p>\n
Another account.<\/p>\n
Station Twelve.<\/p>\n
Something Arthur supposedly hid.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happened after Daniel showed the photograph?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cClaire told him she didn\u2019t believe him.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd then?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe left.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo how did she crash?\u201d<\/p>\n
Sandra looked at the ground.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe remembers driving.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her fingers tightened together.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe remembers feeling dizzy.\u201d<\/p>\n
Roy closed his eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe pulled over?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe tried.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sandra\u2019s voice broke.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe remembers the road moving strangely. Then nothing.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHad she taken any medication?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe says no.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mr. Katz asked, \u201cDid Daniel give her anything?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCoffee? Water?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
That seemed to weaken the poisoning theory.<\/p>\n
Then Sandra added, \u201cHe had been inside her house the night before.\u201d<\/p>\n
Roy looked up.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThey were arguing about the probate case.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow long was he alone?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cClaire went upstairs to get documents. Maybe five minutes.\u201d<\/p>\n
I remembered Mrs. Baines\u2019s footage.<\/p>\n
The object in Daniel\u2019s hand could have been a photograph.<\/p>\n
The camera quality was too poor.<\/p>\n
But Arthur\u2019s unopened prescription bottle remained missing.<\/p>\n
Police would have to determine whether the two facts connected.<\/p>\n
Sandra looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cClaire wants to see you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMe?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe said she owes you an apology.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t need one right now.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe thinks she does.\u201d<\/p>\n
I went upstairs alone.<\/p>\n
Claire looked smaller than I expected.<\/p>\n
Her left wrist was casted.<\/p>\n
Bruising darkened one side of her face.<\/p>\n
A thin oxygen tube rested beneath her nose.<\/p>\n
When I entered, she studied me for several seconds.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re Helen.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ve seen pictures.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ve heard your name.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat sounds ominous.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt has been an unusual week.\u201d<\/p>\n
Claire laughed, then winced from her ribs.<\/p>\n
I pulled a chair beside the bed.<\/p>\n
She looked toward the window.<\/p>\n
\u201cI hated you without meeting you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat seems to have been popular.\u201d<\/p>\n
She smiled despite herself.<\/p>\n
Then became serious.<\/p>\n
\u201cI thought you were taking Margaret\u2019s place.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI couldn\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
She looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cArthur loved my sister.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot well enough when they were married.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cProbably not.\u201d<\/p>\n
Claire seemed surprised.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re not defending him?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI loved Arthur. That doesn\u2019t require pretending he was flawless.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her eyes filled.<\/p>\n
\u201cI wish I\u2019d understood that sooner.\u201d<\/p>\n
She told me Margaret had been furious after the divorce.<\/p>\n
Arthur had been stubborn.<\/p>\n
Both used Roy and Sandra as emotional territory without meaning to.<\/p>\n
Daniel entered that damage and made himself useful.<\/p>\n
He listened to Margaret.<\/p>\n
Flattered Claire.<\/p>\n
Despised Arthur.<\/p>\n
And always seemed to know where money might be hiding.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy did you help reopen the estate?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause I wanted Arthur to lose.\u201d<\/p>\n
The answer was immediate.<\/p>\n
No excuse.<\/p>\n
No softening.<\/p>\n
Claire looked ashamed.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe was dying, and I still wanted to win an argument Margaret stopped caring about years ago.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy forge Roy\u2019s signature?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause he would have objected.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI told myself the old will was Margaret\u2019s true will.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you believe that?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAt first.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd later?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
She stared at her cast.<\/p>\n
\u201cBy then Daniel had the money.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did he tell you about Station Twelve?\u201d<\/p>\n
Claire\u2019s face changed.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s why I wanted you here.\u201d<\/p>\n
She asked me to open the drawer beside her bed.<\/p>\n
Inside was a plastic hospital belongings bag.<\/p>\n
Her keys.<\/p>\n
Wallet.<\/p>\n
A broken pair of glasses.<\/p>\n
And a folded photograph.<\/p>\n
Not the one Daniel showed her.<\/p>\n
Another.<\/p>\n
She handed it to me.<\/p>\n
Arthur stood outside Station Twelve with Tommy Vale.<\/p>\n
A younger Daniel Mercer stood beside them.<\/p>\n
The fourth man was older than the others.<\/p>\n
Heavyset.<\/p>\n
Dark suit.<\/p>\n
Not a firefighter.<\/p>\n
On the back Arthur had written:<\/p>\n
1998 \u2014 Calder meeting.<\/p>\n
\u201cCalder?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n
Claire shook her head.<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere did you get this?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMargaret\u2019s papers.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYears ago.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy keep it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause she wrote something with it.\u201d<\/p>\n
Claire handed me a small note.<\/p>\n
Margaret\u2019s handwriting.<\/p>\n
Arthur thinks Calder will protect them. Tommy says this ends it. Daniel says everyone gets paid. I think they are all making a terrible mistake.<\/p>\n
My mouth went dry.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat mistake?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Margaret ever tell you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you ask?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe said it involved the fire department and a settlement.\u201d<\/p>\n
A settlement.<\/p>\n
I thought of Arthur\u2019s consulting fortune.<\/p>\n
His separate investments.<\/p>\n
Daniel\u2019s belief that something larger existed.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Daniel know you had this?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIs this what he wanted?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPartly.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat else?\u201d<\/p>\n
Claire looked directly at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe believes Arthur kept documents from the Calder settlement.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat kind of settlement?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe wouldn\u2019t say.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy does he think I know?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause Arthur changed his estate after marrying you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat has nothing to do with Station Twelve.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI told him that.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did he say?\u201d<\/p>\n
Claire hesitated.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe said Arthur never trusted Roy with the truth because Roy would spend it.\u201d<\/p>\n
Even now, Arthur\u2019s judgment echoed.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd Sandra?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDaniel said Arthur couldn\u2019t tell her without explaining him.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel.<\/p>\n
Her biological father.<\/p>\n
The affair.<\/p>\n
The money.<\/p>\n
Everything knotted together.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat about me?\u201d<\/p>\n
Claire\u2019s eyes held mine.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe said Arthur chose you because you had no connection to what happened.\u201d<\/p>\n
The sentence disturbed me.<\/p>\n
Arthur had not chosen me as some neutral trustee.<\/p>\n
We had met at a community fundraiser.<\/p>\n
He spilled coffee on my sleeve.<\/p>\n
I called him careless.<\/p>\n
He bought me another coffee.<\/p>\n
Life had happened after that.<\/p>\n
At least that was what I believed.<\/p>\n
\u201cDaniel is wrong.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at Claire.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou don\u2019t believe that.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI believe Arthur loved you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat wasn\u2019t my question.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
She looked exhausted.<\/p>\n
\u201cI also believe Arthur spent his whole life preparing for fires before they started.\u201d<\/p>\n
That sounded painfully accurate.<\/p>\n
Mr. Katz called while I was still in Claire\u2019s room.<\/p>\n
He had found the Station Twelve pension records.<\/p>\n
More importantly, he found Calder.<\/p>\n
Gerald Calder.<\/p>\n
Former regional director of a company called Meditron Industrial Systems.<\/p>\n
Daniel had worked for a Meditron subsidiary.<\/p>\n
The company supplied emergency breathing equipment and fire-resistant protective materials to municipal departments.<\/p>\n
Including Arthur\u2019s.<\/p>\n
Twenty-eight years earlier, Meditron had been sued after defective breathing apparatus failed during an industrial fire.<\/p>\n
Three firefighters were injured.<\/p>\n
One died.<\/p>\n
My stomach tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cArthur?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot injured.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTommy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen what was their connection?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThey were on the department safety committee.\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur and Tommy had helped investigate the equipment.<\/p>\n
They discovered test records suggesting Meditron knew some units were defective.<\/p>\n
Daniel, working in contracting, had access to internal correspondence.<\/p>\n
Gerald Calder negotiated with the city.<\/p>\n
Roy and Sandra joined us later in Mr. Katz\u2019s office.<\/p>\n
He spread old newspaper clippings across the table.<\/p>\n
The city had settled.<\/p>\n
Meditron paid families and injured firefighters.<\/p>\n
Then separate whistleblower litigation followed.<\/p>\n
Arthur, Tommy and another safety official provided evidence.<\/p>\n
Daniel apparently helped obtain internal documents.<\/p>\n
The case ended in a confidential settlement.<\/p>\n
Roy leaned forward.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow much?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSealed.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWho got paid?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAlso sealed.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sandra looked at the photograph.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo Daniel thinks Dad got money.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid he?\u201d<\/p>\n
Mr. Katz opened a pension archive record.<\/p>\n
Arthur reported a one-time legal settlement payment in 1999.<\/p>\n
Amount withheld from the public record.<\/p>\n
Roy almost laughed.<\/p>\n
\u201cThere it is.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot necessarily.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt literally says settlement payment.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt could have been compensation for legal expenses or whistleblower participation.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow much?\u201d<\/p>\n
Mr. Katz pointed to another notation.<\/p>\n
Arthur used part of the payment to establish a private investment account.<\/p>\n
Account identifier ending 7712.<\/p>\n
My breath caught.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnother account.\u201d<\/p>\n
Roy whispered, \u201cDaniel was right.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mr. Katz searched Arthur\u2019s current financial inventory.<\/p>\n
No account ending 7712.<\/p>\n
Closed.<\/p>\n
Transferred.<\/p>\n
Renamed.<\/p>\n
Or hidden.<\/p>\n
Sandra looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Dad ever mention 7712?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Then I remembered.<\/p>\n
Not a bank account.<\/p>\n
A number.<\/p>\n
Arthur had used four digits repeatedly.<\/p>\n
The combination on his workshop lock.<\/p>\n
The code on an old toolbox.<\/p>\n
7712.<\/p>\n
I had teased him about being terrible at passwords.<\/p>\n
My heart began beating faster.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe workshop.\u201d<\/p>\n
Roy stood.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cArthur used 7712 everywhere.\u201d<\/p>\n
We drove home.<\/p>\n
The workshop smelled of sawdust and machine oil.<\/p>\n
I opened the old metal toolbox.<\/p>\n
Empty except for screws, measuring tape and two worn chisels.<\/p>\n
Roy cursed.<\/p>\n
Sandra searched drawers.<\/p>\n
I stood still.<\/p>\n
Arthur had taught me something years earlier.<\/p>\n
When you lose a tool, stop looking where tools belong.<\/p>\n
Look where you last needed it.<\/p>\n
I turned toward his old fire helmet.<\/p>\n
It sat on a shelf above the workbench.<\/p>\n
Inside the helmet was a folded piece of paper.<\/p>\n
Not money.<\/p>\n
Not account information.<\/p>\n
A safe-deposit receipt.<\/p>\n
Different bank.<\/p>\n
Different box.<\/p>\n
Opened in 1999.<\/p>\n
Still active.<\/p>\n
Roy stared at it.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnother bank box.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sandra looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you have the key?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Then I noticed writing on the receipt.<\/p>\n
Arthur\u2019s handwriting.<\/p>\n
Helen knows where it is.<\/p>\n
My stomach dropped.<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n
Roy looked at me.<\/p>\n
The old suspicion threatened to return.<\/p>\n
I stared at Arthur\u2019s words.<\/p>\n
Helen knows where it is.<\/p>\n
Not Helen has the key.<\/p>\n
Not Helen was told.<\/p>\n
Knows where.<\/p>\n
I thought of our nine years.<\/p>\n
Trips.<\/p>\n
Drawers.<\/p>\n
Objects Arthur refused to throw away.<\/p>\n
Then I remembered our first anniversary.<\/p>\n
Arthur had given me an old brass compass.<\/p>\n
It had belonged to his father.<\/p>\n
I kept it in my jewelry box because the needle no longer worked.<\/p>\n
Arthur once told me never to repair it.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s better broken,\u201d he had said.<\/p>\n
At the time, I thought he was being sentimental.<\/p>\n
I ran upstairs.<\/p>\n
The compass lay exactly where I had left it.<\/p>\n
I opened the lid.<\/p>\n
The needle pointed north.<\/p>\n
Broken, as always.<\/p>\n
I turned it over.<\/p>\n
For the first time, I noticed the back plate had a tiny seam.<\/p>\n
I pressed my thumbnail against it.<\/p>\n
The plate opened.<\/p>\n
Inside was a flat silver key.<\/p>\n
And a strip of paper.<\/p>\n
Arthur\u2019s handwriting.<\/p>\n
If you found this because I\u2019m gone, sweetheart, I\u2019m sorry I made you solve one more thing.<\/p>\n
Below it:<\/p>\n
Box 7712 contains the reason Daniel Mercer has been afraid of me for twenty-seven years.<\/p>\n
The hospital allowed Sandra into Claire\u2019s room the next morning. Only Sandra. Not Roy. Not me. Not Mr. Katz. Claire had requested her niece by name after waking fully enough … <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":18954,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-18968","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\/18968","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=18968"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18968\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":19022,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18968\/revisions\/19022"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/18954"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=18968"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=18968"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=18968"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}