Bell reached the house before I did.<\/p>\n
He made me wait at Rebecca\u2019s office until the scene had been processed enough for my presence not to interfere.<\/p>\n
By then, anger had replaced fear.<\/p>\n
Not reckless anger.<\/p>\n
Something colder.<\/p>\n
Someone had entered Daddy\u2019s house and searched it like a file cabinet.<\/p>\n
Again.<\/p>\n
Thirteen years earlier, people had used his illness to reach his money.<\/p>\n
Now someone had returned looking for what he left behind.<\/p>\n
When Bell finally allowed me onto the property, two patrol cars remained near the road.<\/p>\n
Yellow tape crossed the workshop entrance.<\/p>\n
The back door of the house showed pry marks.<\/p>\n
I stopped at the bottom step.<\/p>\n
\u201cWas anything stolen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe\u2019re still inventorying.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid they take electronics?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTelevision is here.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cJewelry?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYour jewelry box appears untouched.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCash?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThere was cash?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAbout three hundred dollars in the desk.\u201d<\/p>\n
Bell checked his notes.<\/p>\n
\u201cStill there.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked toward the workshop.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo they weren\u2019t stealing.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThey were searching.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor records.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLikely.\u201d<\/p>\n
We entered through the kitchen.<\/p>\n
Drawers had been opened but not dumped.<\/p>\n
Cabinet doors stood ajar.<\/p>\n
Whoever did it had been hurried but purposeful.<\/p>\n
The attic was worse.<\/p>\n
Boxes moved.<\/p>\n
Lids removed.<\/p>\n
Daddy\u2019s estate container overturned.<\/p>\n
Nothing appeared randomly destroyed.<\/p>\n
The intruder had looked inside, evaluated, moved on.<\/p>\n
\u201cThey knew what they wanted,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n
Bell nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat\u2019s missing?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat depends on what was originally here.\u201d<\/p>\n
I hated that answer because it was true.<\/p>\n
You cannot inventory secrets you never knew existed.<\/p>\n
In the workshop, the old radios had been pulled from shelves.<\/p>\n
Tool drawers opened.<\/p>\n
Cabinet doors left wide.<\/p>\n
The Grundig receiver where Daddy had hidden the recorder sat on the bench with its back panel removed.<\/p>\n
\u201cThey knew where the recorder was.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOr found the hiding place while searching.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe police already had the recorder.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo they got nothing.\u201d<\/p>\n
Bell did not answer.<\/p>\n
He was looking at the shelves.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWas anything normally stored here?\u201d<\/p>\n
I followed his gaze.<\/p>\n
A rectangular patch of clean wood stood out beneath surrounding dust.<\/p>\n
Something had rested there for years.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat was it?\u201d<\/p>\n
I tried to remember.<\/p>\n
The shelves had become background to me.<\/p>\n
Daddy\u2019s things stayed where they were because moving them felt like erasing him.<\/p>\n
Then an image returned.<\/p>\n
\u201cA metal cash box.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMoney?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat was inside?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
Bell stared at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou never opened it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI thought it had radio parts.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat color?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cGreen.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow big?\u201d<\/p>\n
I showed him with my hands.<\/p>\n
He photographed the empty spot.<\/p>\n
\u201cLock?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSmall key lock.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere was the key?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo idea.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Travis know about it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cProbably. He\u2019s been in here.\u201d<\/p>\n
Bell wrote.<\/p>\n
I felt sick.<\/p>\n
Another container.<\/p>\n
Another set of records.<\/p>\n
Another object I had seen a thousand times without recognizing as important.<\/p>\n
\u201cCould Daddy have hidden papers in it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAbsolutely.\u201d<\/p>\n
The answer came from behind us.<\/p>\n
Harold Hale stood outside the tape with an officer.<\/p>\n
I stared.<\/p>\n
He looked older than I expected.<\/p>\n
Tall but stooped.<\/p>\n
White hair.<\/p>\n
Weathered face.<\/p>\n
Nothing about him resembled the dead father Travis had described because there had never been a real memory attached to that story.<\/p>\n
Bell walked out.<\/p>\n
\u201cMr. Hale, you were asked to wait.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI did.\u201d<\/p>\n
Harold pointed toward the shelf.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat green box belonged to Raymond and me.\u201d<\/p>\n
My pulse accelerated.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow do you know?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe used it when we had the company.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat was inside?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOld partnership papers.\u201d<\/p>\n
Bell asked, \u201cAnything concerning Reserve A?\u201d<\/p>\n
Harold gave a tired nod.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe original reconciliation.\u201d<\/p>\n
I gripped the workbench.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat does that mean?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFinal accounting of the reserve.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWho received what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWas Warren on it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe prepared it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCarol?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe would have appeared in notes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy would Daddy keep that here?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause Raymond didn\u2019t trust Warren\u2019s final numbers.\u201d<\/p>\n
That sounded like Daddy.<\/p>\n
Bell asked, \u201cDid Travis know the box mattered?\u201d<\/p>\n
Harold looked at me first.<\/p>\n
Then back at Bell.<\/p>\n
\u201cI told him.\u201d<\/p>\n
My anger flared.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNine years ago.\u201d<\/p>\n
Nine.<\/p>\n
Not six months before Daddy died.<\/p>\n
Not eight years ago when Warren showed Harold the ledger.<\/p>\n
Nine years ago was during my marriage.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happened?\u201d<\/p>\n
Harold looked ashamed.<\/p>\n
\u201cTravis contacted me after Warren threatened him.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe wanted to understand what Warren could prove.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stepped toward him.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou helped him?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI told him about the partnership records.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you tell him Daddy kept them?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou knew Travis had already taken Daddy\u2019s money.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI suspected.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd you told him where evidence might be.\u201d<\/p>\n
Harold looked down.<\/p>\n
\u201cI thought he wanted to defend himself.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAgainst what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWarren.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s not an answer.\u201d<\/p>\n
Bell intervened gently.<\/p>\n
\u201cLet him continue.\u201d<\/p>\n
Harold swallowed.<\/p>\n
\u201cTravis said Warren was blackmailing him with false records. He said Raymond\u2019s old partnership documents would show Warren had manipulated the numbers years earlier.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you believe him?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI wanted to.\u201d<\/p>\n
There it was.<\/p>\n
Another parent choosing belief over evidence.<\/p>\n
Carol protecting Travis.<\/p>\n
Harold wanting his son\u2019s story to be true.<\/p>\n
Both parents feeding the same man different versions of forgiveness.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did Travis do with the information?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid he come here?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot that I know.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked around Daddy\u2019s workshop.<\/p>\n
For nine years, the box remained here.<\/p>\n
So if Travis had known about it, why leave it untouched until now?<\/p>\n
Either he had not realized its importance.<\/p>\n
Or something recent had made it suddenly dangerous.<\/p>\n
Folder seven.<\/p>\n
The cloud archive.<\/p>\n
Harold\u2019s statement.<\/p>\n
Daddy\u2019s recordings.<\/p>\n
Maybe the evidence was finally connecting.<\/p>\n
Bell asked, \u201cWhat exactly would the reconciliation show?\u201d<\/p>\n
Harold rubbed his face.<\/p>\n
\u201cReserve A was supposed to be thirty-six thousand. Warren claimed losses consumed most of it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut Raymond calculated there should have been twenty-eight left.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTwenty-eight thousand?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happened to it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe never knew.\u201d<\/p>\n
My mind began arranging numbers.<\/p>\n
Twenty-eight thousand.<\/p>\n
Years later, Daddy\u2019s trust.<\/p>\n
Additional deposits.<\/p>\n
Travis receiving more than one hundred thousand according to Warren\u2019s later ledger.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat if Reserve A never closed?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n
Harold looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s what Raymond suspected.\u201d<\/p>\n
Bell turned.<\/p>\n
\u201cExplain.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWarren might have kept the account structure active. Moved money through it later.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhose money?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnybody\u2019s.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel had said Daddy\u2019s trust funds partly entered Reserve A.<\/p>\n
If Warren reused the old mechanism, the reconciliation could show the original account identifiers.<\/p>\n
Meaning the green box did not merely contain history.<\/p>\n
It contained a map.<\/p>\n
Bell called in another investigator.<\/p>\n
They photographed the dust outline.<\/p>\n
Neighbors were interviewed again.<\/p>\n
One had seen a dark SUV near the property around 3:00 a.m.<\/p>\n
Not Travis\u2019s truck.<\/p>\n
\u201cCould he have another vehicle?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n
Bell said, \u201cWe\u2019re checking.\u201d<\/p>\n
Harold stood near the doorway.<\/p>\n
I watched him.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy did Travis pretend you were dead?\u201d<\/p>\n
His face tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cI asked him that once.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did he say?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat it was easier.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEasier than what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cExplaining me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cExplain you to whom?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou.\u201d<\/p>\n
The answer surprised me.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe talked about me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBefore you married.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow did you know about me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe told me.\u201d<\/p>\n
My anger shifted into confusion.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe was secretly talking to you while telling me you were dead?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor how long?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOff and on.\u201d<\/p>\n
I sat on Daddy\u2019s stool.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did he tell you about me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat Raymond\u2019s daughter owned the land.\u201d<\/p>\n
The workshop became very quiet.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
Harold understood the significance.<\/p>\n
\u201cEarly.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow early?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBefore your engagement.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared at him.<\/p>\n
Travis knew the land was mine before we married.<\/p>\n
He knew Daddy had assets.<\/p>\n
He knew Warren had handled old accounts.<\/p>\n
He knew Carol had history with Daddy.<\/p>\n
And he had been secretly speaking with his supposedly dead father about all of it.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid he ask what the land was worth?\u201d<\/p>\n
Harold looked miserable.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow often?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMore than once.\u201d<\/p>\n
Bell wrote something.<\/p>\n
I asked, \u201cDid that seem normal to you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI thought he was planning a future.\u201d<\/p>\n
The phrase nearly made me laugh.<\/p>\n
Everyone had used that excuse.<\/p>\n
Future.<\/p>\n
Security.<\/p>\n
Family.<\/p>\n
Protection.<\/p>\n
Words draped over appetite.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen did he first ask about Daddy\u2019s money?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBefore Raymond got sick.\u201d<\/p>\n
My mouth went dry.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow long before?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAlmost a year.\u201d<\/p>\n
That pushed everything further back.<\/p>\n
Travis had been asking about Daddy\u2019s finances long before hospice.<\/p>\n
Long before anyone could claim desperation created an opportunity.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did you tell him?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat Raymond never talked numbers with me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnything about the trust?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWarren?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI said Warren might know.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stood.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo you sent him to Warren.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI didn\u2019t send him.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou gave him the person.\u201d<\/p>\n
Harold flinched.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Bell asked, \u201cDid Travis contact Warren then?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI believe so.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow do you know?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWarren called me afterward.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did he say?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat my son had expensive curiosity.\u201d<\/p>\n
The sentence sounded exactly like the kind of thing Warren Pike might say.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat else?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat Travis reminded him of Carol.\u201d<\/p>\n
Harold looked away.<\/p>\n
I felt suddenly tired.<\/p>\n
Before I married Travis, the adults around him had seen patterns.<\/p>\n
Carol knew what she was capable of.<\/p>\n
Harold knew what Warren was capable of.<\/p>\n
Warren recognized Travis\u2019s curiosity.<\/p>\n
Daddy recognized entitlement.<\/p>\n
Everyone had fragments.<\/p>\n
Nobody assembled them.<\/p>\n
Except perhaps Daddy.<\/p>\n
And he died before he could finish protecting me.<\/p>\n
An officer entered carrying a small evidence bag.<\/p>\n
\u201cDetective.\u201d<\/p>\n
Bell looked.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat is it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFound near the back fence.\u201d<\/p>\n
Inside was a broken plastic piece.<\/p>\n
Part of a vehicle light.<\/p>\n
Bell took it.<\/p>\n
\u201cFresh?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLooks fresh.\u201d<\/p>\n
He sent it for identification.<\/p>\n
We continued inventorying.<\/p>\n
Nothing else obvious was missing.<\/p>\n
The green box was the only confirmed item.<\/p>\n
At 4:30, Rebecca called.<\/p>\n
The court had granted temporary restrictions preventing Travis from entering or encumbering the property.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe cannot legally come onto the land without authorization.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe doesn\u2019t seem very interested in legal boundaries.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo,\u201d she said. \u201cBut boundaries matter when enforcing consequences.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked toward the broken workshop door.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat about the divorce?\u201d<\/p>\n
It was the first time I had said the word so plainly.<\/p>\n
Rebecca did not react.<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you ready to file?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
No hesitation.<\/p>\n
Whatever part of me had still imagined that explanation might restore the marriage had disappeared somewhere between Daddy\u2019s recording and Travis\u2019s written spouse-management plan.<\/p>\n
\u201cThen we file.\u201d<\/p>\n
I exhaled.<\/p>\n
Not relief.<\/p>\n
Something quieter.<\/p>\n
A line crossed.<\/p>\n
Rebecca said, \u201cJune, once he\u2019s served, expect pressure.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe\u2019s already pressuring me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt may increase.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI understand.\u201d<\/p>\n
Before sunset, Bell returned with preliminary information about the broken taillight.<\/p>\n
It came from a Ford Expedition manufactured within a narrow range of years.<\/p>\n
\u201cCarol drives an Expedition,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n
Bell nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo do thousands of people.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat year is hers?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe\u2019re checking.\u201d<\/p>\n
My stomach tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cWas she here?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe told me Travis took her keys.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHer car keys?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe said keys.\u201d<\/p>\n
Meaning he might have taken the Expedition.<\/p>\n
Bell\u2019s phone rang.<\/p>\n
He stepped away.<\/p>\n
When he returned, his expression had changed.<\/p>\n
\u201cCarol\u2019s vehicle is missing.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSince when?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe claims last night.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd she didn\u2019t report it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe says she thought Travis had borrowed it.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared at him.<\/p>\n
Borrowed.<\/p>\n
The same man who had frightened her.<\/p>\n
The same man she claimed she no longer protected.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat does she say now?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat she wants to make a formal report.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAfter you found part of the vehicle at my fence.\u201d<\/p>\n
Bell did not answer.<\/p>\n
He didn\u2019t have to.<\/p>\n
Carol\u2019s cooperation still had limits.<\/p>\n
Her instinct to protect Travis remained stronger than her fear of him.<\/p>\n
Until consequences reached her door.<\/p>\n
At 6:12 p.m., another call came.<\/p>\n
Daniel.<\/p>\n
He sounded energized.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe found Reserve A.\u201d<\/p>\n
My heart jumped.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe actual account?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cA successor account.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDifferent institution. Multiple restructurings over the years.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhose name?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s where it gets complicated.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOf course it does.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe current account is held by a limited liability company.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cName?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBlue Heron Holdings.\u201d<\/p>\n
I had never heard it.<\/p>\n
\u201cOwner?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOn paper, a registered agent.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cActual control?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe\u2019re working on it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow much money?\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel paused.<\/p>\n
\u201cCurrent balance is just over three hundred twelve thousand dollars.\u201d<\/p>\n
I gripped the workbench.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat can\u2019t all be Daddy\u2019s.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt isn\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen whose?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe don\u2019t know yet.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCan Travis access it?\u201d<\/p>\n
Another pause.<\/p>\n
\u201cThere was a transfer request submitted yesterday.\u201d<\/p>\n
My stomach dropped.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow much?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAll of it.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared at Bell.<\/p>\n
\u201cTo where?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAn account outside Louisiana.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid it go through?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot yet.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWho authorized it?\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel\u2019s answer made the missing green box suddenly terrifying.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe transfer request was submitted using credentials associated with Raymond Parker.\u201d<\/p>\n
My father had been dead thirteen years.<\/p>\n
Bell reached the house before I did. He made me wait at Rebecca\u2019s office until the scene had been processed enough for my presence not to interfere. By then, anger … <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":25822,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-25844","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\/25844","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=25844"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/25844\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":25939,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/25844\/revisions\/25939"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/25822"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=25844"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=25844"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=25844"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}