Derek wanted to leave the bank immediately.<\/p>\n
Harris did not permit it.<\/p>\n
Not because Derek was under arrest.<\/p>\n
Because evidence was still spread across the viewing table, and the lieutenant refused to let urgency create mistakes.<\/p>\n
For once, Derek agreed without argument.<\/p>\n
The cassette, letter, ledger and three folders were photographed, logged and placed into evidence sleeves after consultation with the bank.<\/p>\n
Copies would be made.<\/p>\n
Original ownership would be documented.<\/p>\n
Chain of custody would be preserved.<\/p>\n
Derek signed where instructed.<\/p>\n
Olivia did too when records specifically concerned Martin Bennett.<\/p>\n
Her hand remained steady until she reached the line identifying her father as a relevant witness.<\/p>\n
Then the pen paused.<\/p>\n
Rebecca noticed.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou okay?\u201d<\/p>\n
Olivia nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca waited.<\/p>\n
Olivia looked at the sealed cassette bag.<\/p>\n
\u201cI spent eleven years thinking my father died with unfinished work like everyone does.\u201d<\/p>\n
She swallowed.<\/p>\n
\u201cI didn\u2019t expect to find the unfinished work.\u201d<\/p>\n
Derek stood several feet away.<\/p>\n
He could hear her.<\/p>\n
He did not insert himself into the moment.<\/p>\n
That restraint was becoming painful in a different way.<\/p>\n
He wanted to tell her Martin sounded decent.<\/p>\n
Careful.<\/p>\n
Funny.<\/p>\n
He wanted to say Thomas trusted him.<\/p>\n
But Olivia had just heard her dead father\u2019s voice after eleven years.<\/p>\n
Derek understood that whatever he wanted to say could wait.<\/p>\n
They left the bank shortly after noon.<\/p>\n
Harris separated transportation.<\/p>\n
Derek rode with another officer.<\/p>\n
Olivia went with Rebecca.<\/p>\n
The distance between them felt deliberate.<\/p>\n
Safe.<\/p>\n
Necessary.<\/p>\n
At Marjorie\u2019s house, crime-scene personnel moved through the backyard.<\/p>\n
The smell reached the driveway before Derek was allowed near the property.<\/p>\n
Wet ash.<\/p>\n
Burned paper.<\/p>\n
Charred cardboard.<\/p>\n
A metal fire pit sat near the back fence.<\/p>\n
Someone had tried to feed documents into it quickly.<\/p>\n
Several had burned completely.<\/p>\n
Others survived along the edges.<\/p>\n
Leonard Voss had been removed before Derek arrived.<\/p>\n
That was probably wise.<\/p>\n
Derek did not trust himself around the man who had appeared in his apartment, followed Olivia and handled financial papers involving both Thomas and Marjorie.<\/p>\n
Harris met them on the porch.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe need everyone careful about assumptions.\u201d<\/p>\n
Derek nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere\u2019s Mom?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cStill unknown.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCar?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cGone.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPhone?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTurned off.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cApproximately forty minutes before officers arrived.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca folded her arms.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo she had warning.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPossibly.\u201d<\/p>\n
Olivia looked toward the house.<\/p>\n
\u201cOr she left for another reason.\u201d<\/p>\n
Harris nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cExactly.\u201d<\/p>\n
Derek almost objected.<\/p>\n
Then he stopped.<\/p>\n
Facts.<\/p>\n
Marjorie\u2019s absence was suspicious.<\/p>\n
It was not yet proof of flight.<\/p>\n
They entered.<\/p>\n
Derek had grown up partly in this house after Thomas died.<\/p>\n
The living room looked almost unchanged.<\/p>\n
Same beige couch.<\/p>\n
Same glass cabinet.<\/p>\n
Same ceramic bowl near the entrance where Marjorie kept keys.<\/p>\n
Derek stood there longer than he intended.<\/p>\n
The house no longer felt maternal.<\/p>\n
It felt curated.<\/p>\n
A stage set in which he had accepted every object as innocent.<\/p>\n
One officer called Harris from the study.<\/p>\n
They entered together.<\/p>\n
Drawers had been pulled out.<\/p>\n
Files scattered.<\/p>\n
A desk cabinet stood open.<\/p>\n
Rebecca noticed something missing.<\/p>\n
\u201cComputer?\u201d<\/p>\n
Derek looked.<\/p>\n
There had always been a laptop on the desk.<\/p>\n
\u201cGone.\u201d<\/p>\n
Olivia pointed toward the carpet.<\/p>\n
\u201cRecent dust outline.\u201d<\/p>\n
Harris photographed it.<\/p>\n
Derek opened his mouth.<\/p>\n
Then stopped before touching anything.<\/p>\n
Harris noticed.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou can tell us what normally sits there.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLaptop. Black. Probably five years old.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnything else missing?\u201d<\/p>\n
Derek looked around.<\/p>\n
A framed picture of Thomas and Marjorie still sat beside the desk.<\/p>\n
He picked nothing up.<\/p>\n
\u201cThere used to be a lockbox under that cabinet.\u201d<\/p>\n
Harris crouched.<\/p>\n
Empty space.<\/p>\n
\u201cSize?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe this wide.\u201d<\/p>\n
Derek indicated with his hands.<\/p>\n
\u201cMetal?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cColor?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cGray.\u201d<\/p>\n
An officer wrote it down.<\/p>\n
Olivia stood beside a shelf.<\/p>\n
Her face had changed.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d Derek asked.<\/p>\n
She pointed.<\/p>\n
A photograph sat between family albums.<\/p>\n
Martin Bennett.<\/p>\n
Derek recognized him from an old picture Olivia once kept in a drawer.<\/p>\n
Martin stood beside Thomas outside the Hale house.<\/p>\n
Both men were younger.<\/p>\n
Smiling.<\/p>\n
Derek stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy mother kept this?\u201d<\/p>\n
Olivia did not touch the frame.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca leaned closer.<\/p>\n
A date was written on the bottom edge.<\/p>\n
Nine years ago.<\/p>\n
Months before Thomas died.<\/p>\n
Harris photographed it.<\/p>\n
Derek looked toward Olivia.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid your dad ever mention having friends named Thomas?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot to me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe they were more than accountant and client.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca studied the photograph.<\/p>\n
\u201cCould be.\u201d<\/p>\n
Olivia\u2019s gaze stayed on her father.<\/p>\n
\u201cOr maybe your mother kept pictures of people she resented.\u201d<\/p>\n
Nobody answered.<\/p>\n
Outside, technicians sifted wet ash through screens.<\/p>\n
Harris was called away.<\/p>\n
Rebecca followed.<\/p>\n
Derek and Olivia remained in the hall with an officer nearby.<\/p>\n
Derek looked toward his old bedroom.<\/p>\n
The door stood open.<\/p>\n
\u201cI used to think she kept everything exactly the same because she missed Dad.\u201d<\/p>\n
Olivia leaned against the wall.<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe she did.\u201d<\/p>\n
He looked at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou always leave room for explanations.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot always.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou did with me.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her expression became guarded.<\/p>\n
Derek corrected himself.<\/p>\n
\u201cToo long.\u201d<\/p>\n
Olivia looked down.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
The word was quiet.<\/p>\n
He accepted it.<\/p>\n
A technician entered carrying a clear evidence bag.<\/p>\n
Inside lay a partially burned sheet.<\/p>\n
The top half was gone.<\/p>\n
The bottom remained legible.<\/p>\n
MARTIN BENNETT CONSULTING<\/p>\n
Client: Thomas Hale<\/p>\n
Attachment C \u2014 Cedar Ridge Transaction Summary<\/p>\n
Olivia\u2019s breath caught.<\/p>\n
Rebecca stepped closer.<\/p>\n
\u201cThere were copies.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSome,\u201d Harris said.<\/p>\n
The sheet contained three surviving transaction lines.<\/p>\n
Two ended in burned edges.<\/p>\n
One remained almost complete.<\/p>\n
$21,500 transfer.<\/p>\n
Cedar Ridge to M. Hale.<\/p>\n
Reference code followed.<\/p>\n
Another line:<\/p>\n
$9,000 transfer.<\/p>\n
Cedar Ridge to L. Voss.<\/p>\n
The third:<\/p>\n
$14,750 transfer.<\/p>\n
Cedar Ridge to\u2014<\/p>\n
The recipient name had burned away.<\/p>\n
Only the first letter survived.<\/p>\n
S.<\/p>\n
Rebecca looked at Harris.<\/p>\n
\u201cCould still be Samuel Price.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOr anyone whose name begins with S.\u201d<\/p>\n
Derek rubbed his forehead.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow many people were involved?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
A second bag arrived.<\/p>\n
Part of a letter.<\/p>\n
Thomas\u2019s handwriting.<\/p>\n
Only fragments survived.<\/p>\n
…not signing…<\/p>\n
…Derek\u2019s funds…<\/p>\n
…Martin has copies…<\/p>\n
…Price needs to know…<\/p>\n
Derek stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cDad was going to tell Samuel Price.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLooks like it,\u201d Rebecca said.<\/p>\n
\u201cThen why does Price\u2019s initial appear in the Cedar Ridge ledger?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo conclusion yet.\u201d<\/p>\n
Olivia looked toward the study.<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe Price was receiving legitimate fees.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cExactly.\u201d<\/p>\n
Derek gave a tired breath.<\/p>\n
\u201cOne initial can mean twenty things.\u201d<\/p>\n
Harris looked at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re learning faster than most.\u201d<\/p>\n
The remark would once have sounded patronizing.<\/p>\n
Today Derek understood it as praise for restraint.<\/p>\n
An officer called from the garage.<\/p>\n
The gray lockbox had been found.<\/p>\n
Not under the cabinet.<\/p>\n
Inside Marjorie\u2019s car space, hidden behind paint cans.<\/p>\n
It was empty.<\/p>\n
No laptop.<\/p>\n
No papers.<\/p>\n
No key.<\/p>\n
The lock had been pried.<\/p>\n
Harris examined it.<\/p>\n
\u201cRecently?\u201d<\/p>\n
The technician nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cFresh marks.\u201d<\/p>\n
Derek looked around.<\/p>\n
\u201cVoss?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe ask.\u201d<\/p>\n
Leonard Voss was interviewed at the station that afternoon.<\/p>\n
Derek was not present.<\/p>\n
Neither was Olivia.<\/p>\n
Harris refused to turn the questioning into a family confrontation.<\/p>\n
Hours passed.<\/p>\n
Derek waited in the same attorney\u2019s conference room where he had met Olivia that morning.<\/p>\n
The day felt several weeks long.<\/p>\n
Olivia sat at the far end reviewing copies from Box 117.<\/p>\n
Rebecca worked beside her.<\/p>\n
Derek tried reading the ledger but kept losing focus.<\/p>\n
Eventually Olivia looked up.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re staring at the same page.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTake a break.\u201d<\/p>\n
He almost responded defensively.<\/p>\n
Instead he closed the ledger copy.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re right.\u201d<\/p>\n
He walked to the window.<\/p>\n
Traffic moved below.<\/p>\n
Normal people with groceries, appointments, school pickups, late lunches.<\/p>\n
Lives that had not suddenly developed hidden rooms and dead fathers\u2019 recordings.<\/p>\n
Behind him, Olivia spoke.<\/p>\n
\u201cThere\u2019s something I haven\u2019t told you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Derek turned.<\/p>\n
His stomach tightened automatically.<\/p>\n
She noticed.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt isn\u2019t about your mother.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s about why I kept investigating after I decided to leave.\u201d<\/p>\n
Derek waited.<\/p>\n
\u201cI thought I was done in February.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWith us?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
The answer hurt even though he had expected it.<\/p>\n
She continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cI had already talked to Rebecca.\u201d<\/p>\n
He looked at the attorney.<\/p>\n
Rebecca did not pretend otherwise.<\/p>\n
Olivia said, \u201cThen I found my father\u2019s name in an index.\u201d<\/p>\n
Derek sat.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe trust archive?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd that\u2019s why you kept going.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPartly.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy didn\u2019t you tell me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause by then I didn\u2019t trust what would happen if you told your mother.\u201d<\/p>\n
Derek looked down.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s fair.\u201d<\/p>\n
Olivia\u2019s face tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cI didn\u2019t want it to be.\u201d<\/p>\n
He looked at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
She folded her hands.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy father was a difficult man in some ways.\u201d<\/p>\n
Derek listened.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe worked constantly. Forgot birthdays unless my mother reminded him. Hated vacations. Could turn a grocery receipt into an audit.\u201d<\/p>\n
A faint smile.<\/p>\n
\u201cBut he was honest.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI heard that.\u201d<\/p>\n
Olivia nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen I saw his name connected to Thomas, I needed to know what he had been involved in.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd whether Mom had lied about him too.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Derek looked toward the copied letter.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe did.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cApparently.\u201d<\/p>\n
He did not miss the word.<\/p>\n
Apparently.<\/p>\n
Even with everything they knew, Olivia preserved the boundary between evidence and emotion.<\/p>\n
Derek wondered whether Thomas and Martin had recognized that quality in each other.<\/p>\n
Harris returned after sunset.<\/p>\n
His face revealed nothing.<\/p>\n
Derek stood.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did Voss say?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe admits knowing Marjorie.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat was obvious.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe admits working with her financially.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow long?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMore than ten years.\u201d<\/p>\n
Olivia sat straighter.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo before Thomas died.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid he admit forging documents?\u201d Rebecca asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSurveillance?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBreak-in at the shop?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBurning Bennett\u2019s papers?\u201d<\/p>\n
Harris paused.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Everyone froze.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d Olivia asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe says Marjorie ordered him to destroy old files because they contained private financial information.\u201d<\/p>\n
Derek laughed sharply.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s his defense?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe\u2019s not calling it a defense.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere is she?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe says he doesn\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you believe him?\u201d<\/p>\n
Harris gave Derek a flat look.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou know better than to ask me that.\u201d<\/p>\n
Derek exhaled.<\/p>\n
\u201cRight.\u201d<\/p>\n
Harris continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cVoss says Marjorie became frightened when Olivia started requesting old trust records.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat tracks.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe says she believed Martin Bennett had left additional copies somewhere.\u201d<\/p>\n
Olivia\u2019s attention sharpened.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe doesn\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Marjorie?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe had a theory.\u201d<\/p>\n
Olivia leaned forward.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat theory?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat Martin hid one copy somewhere his family would never bother opening.\u201d<\/p>\n
Olivia went still.<\/p>\n
Derek looked at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
She did not answer.<\/p>\n
\u201cLiv?\u201d<\/p>\n
Her face had gone pale.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy father\u2019s fireproof box.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca turned.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou mentioned it earlier.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMy mother couldn\u2019t open it after he died.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe lost the combination.\u201d<\/p>\n
Derek felt his pulse rise.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happened to it?\u201d<\/p>\n
Olivia looked at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe put it in storage.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMy mother\u2019s storage unit.\u201d<\/p>\n
Harris was already standing.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho has access?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMy mother. Me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMarjorie?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cVoss?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnyone else?\u201d<\/p>\n
Olivia hesitated.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy mother gave a spare key to her sister years ago.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLocation?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cScottsdale.\u201d<\/p>\n
Harris began making calls.<\/p>\n
Derek moved toward Olivia.<\/p>\n
He stopped before getting too close.<\/p>\n
\u201cIs your mother safe?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI think so.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her voice broke slightly.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe doesn\u2019t know any of this.\u201d<\/p>\n
Harris asked whether Olivia wanted police to contact her.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Immediately.<\/p>\n
No hesitation.<\/p>\n
The call was made.<\/p>\n
Olivia\u2019s mother answered from Flagstaff.<\/p>\n
Safe.<\/p>\n
Unaware.<\/p>\n
Relieved but confused.<\/p>\n
Police arranged for an officer to meet her locally and advised her not to discuss the matter by phone.<\/p>\n
Then they turned to the storage unit.<\/p>\n
An hour later, officers reached it.<\/p>\n
The lock was intact.<\/p>\n
No sign of forced entry.<\/p>\n
Olivia and Harris traveled there.<\/p>\n
Derek remained behind because his presence was unnecessary.<\/p>\n
He hated that.<\/p>\n
He stayed anyway.<\/p>\n
At 10:46 p.m., Olivia called.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe found the box.\u201d<\/p>\n
Derek stood.<\/p>\n
\u201cWas it opened?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCan you open it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know the combination.\u201d<\/p>\n
He blinked.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou just said your mother lost it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe did.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut you know it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMy father used the same six digits for almost everything.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat sounds unsafe.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt was.\u201d<\/p>\n
Despite the tension, her voice softened.<\/p>\n
Derek nearly smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat\u2019s inside?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI haven\u2019t opened it yet.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause Harris is documenting.\u201d<\/p>\n
Derek sat back down.<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay.\u201d<\/p>\n
Ten minutes passed.<\/p>\n
Then fifteen.<\/p>\n
Rebecca paced.<\/p>\n
Carlos, who had come by after closing the shop, handed Derek coffee.<\/p>\n
At last, Olivia called again.<\/p>\n
Her voice was different.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThere are files.\u201d<\/p>\n
Derek stood.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow many?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEnough.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat kind?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCopies of Cedar Ridge records. Signature reports. Letters from your father.\u201d<\/p>\n
Derek closed his eyes.<\/p>\n
Martin had kept the backup.<\/p>\n
Olivia continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd a note.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor who?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor me.\u201d<\/p>\n
Derek\u2019s chest tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat does it say?\u201d<\/p>\n
Silence.<\/p>\n
\u201cOlivia?\u201d<\/p>\n
Her voice trembled.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt says if I ever find this box, I should give Thomas Hale\u2019s records to his son.\u201d<\/p>\n
Derek lowered himself into a chair.<\/p>\n
Martin Bennett had died without knowing whether Thomas\u2019s evidence survived.<\/p>\n
Yet he had prepared instructions in case his daughter someday found it.<\/p>\n
The two dead fathers had built safeguards toward children who would not even meet for years.<\/p>\n
Derek felt the weight of that coincidence.<\/p>\n
Or perhaps not coincidence.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnything else?\u201d<\/p>\n
Olivia breathed in slowly.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThere\u2019s a photograph inside.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOf what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMy father and your father.\u201d<\/p>\n
Derek waited.<\/p>\n
Olivia continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cThey\u2019re standing with Samuel Price.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd Leonard Voss.\u201d<\/p>\n
Derek stopped moving.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAll four of them.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAccording to the date, three weeks before your father died.\u201d<\/p>\n
Derek\u2019s voice lowered.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy would Dad and Martin be standing with Voss?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
Olivia turned the photograph over.<\/p>\n
There was handwriting on the back.<\/p>\n
Martin\u2019s.<\/p>\n
Four names.<\/p>\n
One location.<\/p>\n
And beneath them, one sentence.<\/p>\n
Meeting regarding restitution agreement.<\/p>\n
Derek stared at the dark window.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat restitution?\u201d<\/p>\n
Olivia answered carefully.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s what we need to find out.\u201d<\/p>\n
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