For several seconds after Ruth said the words, I couldn't speak.<\/p>\n
It's done.<\/p>\n
Now make sure the papers hold.<\/p>\n
I heard them in my mother's voice even though Ruth had been the one repeating them. The sentence carried none of the uncertainty that surrounded everything else. No interpretation. No maybe.<\/p>\n
Just memory.<\/p>\n
"Ruth," I said carefully, "I need you to tell me exactly what happened that day."<\/p>\n
She was quiet.<\/p>\n
"Not what you think it meant now. Not what you wish you'd done. Just what happened."<\/p>\n
"I understand."<\/p>\n
"Start at the beginning."<\/p>\n
She drew a shaky breath.<\/p>\n
"Daniel had been getting worse for two days."<\/p>\n
I sat down on the edge of my bed.<\/p>\n
Addison was across the room, watching me. Marianne and Lewis were on speaker.<\/p>\n
Ruth continued.<\/p>\n
"Sylvia had been at the hospital almost constantly. I went over that morning because she'd asked me to bring clothes."<\/p>\n
"What time?"<\/p>\n
"Maybe nine."<\/p>\n
"Was Dad awake?"<\/p>\n
"Off and on."<\/p>\n
"Did you see him?"<\/p>\n
"Yes."<\/p>\n
That answer tightened something in my chest.<\/p>\n
"How did he seem?"<\/p>\n
"Exhausted."<\/p>\n
"Confused?"<\/p>\n
"No."<\/p>\n
The room went still.<\/p>\n
"He knew who I was. He asked about my daughter. He complained about the coffee. He was weak, but he wasn't confused."<\/p>\n
Marianne wrote something down.<\/p>\n
"Did he mention money or documents?"<\/p>\n
Ruth hesitated.<\/p>\n
"Yes."<\/p>\n
I closed my eyes.<\/p>\n
"What did he say?"<\/p>\n
"He asked whether Sylvia had called you."<\/p>\n
My throat tightened.<\/p>\n
"Me?"<\/p>\n
"Yes."<\/p>\n
"What did Mom say?"<\/p>\n
"She said she'd tried."<\/p>\n
Of course.<\/p>\n
"What did Dad say?"<\/p>\n
"He told her to try again."<\/p>\n
I looked at Addison.<\/p>\n
She was staring at the floor.<\/p>\n
"Did she?"<\/p>\n
"No."<\/p>\n
"How do you know?"<\/p>\n
"Because she changed the subject."<\/p>\n
Ruth paused.<\/p>\n
"Daniel got angry."<\/p>\n
That image was hard to picture.<\/p>\n
Dad had rarely shown anger directly. He went quiet. He retreated. He rubbed his forehead. He let disappointment do the work shouting would have done.<\/p>\n
"What did he say?"<\/p>\n
"He said, 'You told me she didn't want any of this. Let me hear that from her.'"<\/p>\n
My heart thudded.<\/p>\n
Mom had been telling him I had refused involvement.<\/p>\n
Not after his death.<\/p>\n
Before.<\/p>\n
"Did you know what he meant?"<\/p>\n
"No."<\/p>\n
"Did you ask?"<\/p>\n
"No."<\/p>\n
The answer hurt less now because it had become predictable.<\/p>\n
Everyone in my family had built silence out of politeness.<\/p>\n
"What happened next?"<\/p>\n
"Sylvia told him he needed to rest. He told her not to touch the papers."<\/p>\n
"What papers?"<\/p>\n
"A blue folder."<\/p>\n
I stood so quickly the mattress shifted beneath me.<\/p>\n
"Blue?"<\/p>\n
"Yes."<\/p>\n
Denny had remembered a blue folder.<\/p>\n
"Where was it?"<\/p>\n
"On the table beside the window."<\/p>\n
"Did you see what was inside?"<\/p>\n
"No."<\/p>\n
"Who brought it?"<\/p>\n
"I don't know."<\/p>\n
"Was Colin there that morning?"<\/p>\n
"No."<\/p>\n
"But later?"<\/p>\n
Silence.<\/p>\n
"Ruth."<\/p>\n
"Yes."<\/p>\n
Addison looked up sharply.<\/p>\n
"When?"<\/p>\n
"Early afternoon."<\/p>\n
"How did he get in?"<\/p>\n
"Sylvia met him downstairs."<\/p>\n
Marianne said, "Did Daniel know he was coming?"<\/p>\n
"I don't think so."<\/p>\n
"Why?"<\/p>\n
"Because when Colin entered the room, Daniel said, 'I told you not to bring him back.'"<\/p>\n
The exact sentence the retired security guard remembered.<\/p>\n
Two memories from two different people.<\/p>\n
That mattered.<\/p>\n
"What did Colin say?"<\/p>\n
"Something like, 'We need to finish this.'"<\/p>\n
My hands were cold.<\/p>\n
"Finish what?"<\/p>\n
"I don't know."<\/p>\n
"Did he have documents?"<\/p>\n
"Yes."<\/p>\n
"A blue folder?"<\/p>\n
"No. Black portfolio."<\/p>\n
"Did Mom have the blue folder?"<\/p>\n
"I think so."<\/p>\n
Lewis asked, "Who else was in the room?"<\/p>\n
"Me. Sylvia. Colin. Daniel."<\/p>\n
"Any nurse?"<\/p>\n
"Not then."<\/p>\n
"What happened?"<\/p>\n
Ruth took a long breath.<\/p>\n
"Daniel told Colin he wasn't signing anything else."<\/p>\n
I closed my eyes.<\/p>\n
"He said else?"<\/p>\n
"Yes."<\/p>\n
"Are you sure?"<\/p>\n
"Yes."<\/p>\n
That single word widened the problem.<\/p>\n
If Dad had signed something earlier, which documents were real?<\/p>\n
Which ones had been altered?<\/p>\n
Which supposed permissions had started legitimately and ended somewhere else?<\/p>\n
"Did Colin argue?"<\/p>\n
"Yes."<\/p>\n
"What did he say?"<\/p>\n
"He said Daniel had already agreed in principle."<\/p>\n
"To what?"<\/p>\n
"I don't know."<\/p>\n
"Did Mom speak?"<\/p>\n
"She said, 'You know what happens if you don't finish this.'"<\/p>\n
Addison looked at me.<\/p>\n
"What did that mean?"<\/p>\n
Ruth began crying again.<\/p>\n
"I don't know."<\/p>\n
"Ruth, stay with me."<\/p>\n
"I'm trying."<\/p>\n
"Did Dad respond?"<\/p>\n
"Yes."<\/p>\n
"What did he say?"<\/p>\n
"He looked at Sylvia and said, 'You don't get to use my daughters to scare me anymore.'"<\/p>\n
My entire body went still.<\/p>\n
I had never heard those words.<\/p>\n
Never suspected anything close to them.<\/p>\n
"Use us how?"<\/p>\n
"I don't know."<\/p>\n
"Did he say anything else?"<\/p>\n
"He said he wanted you called."<\/p>\n
"Did Mom call me?"<\/p>\n
"No."<\/p>\n
"Did you?"<\/p>\n
"No."<\/p>\n
The old anger came back fast.<\/p>\n
"Why?"<\/p>\n
Ruth whispered, "Because Sylvia told me Daniel was upset and not thinking clearly."<\/p>\n
"But you just said he was lucid."<\/p>\n
"I know."<\/p>\n
"Did you believe her?"<\/p>\n
"I wanted to."<\/p>\n
There it was again.<\/p>\n
Not belief.<\/p>\n
Want.<\/p>\n
"Then what?"<\/p>\n
"Colin said something about exposure."<\/p>\n
"Exposure?"<\/p>\n
"Yes."<\/p>\n
Lewis leaned forward.<\/p>\n
"Exact words if you can remember."<\/p>\n
Ruth thought.<\/p>\n
"He said, 'If this goes sideways, everybody gets exposed.'"<\/p>\n
"Everybody meaning who?"<\/p>\n
"I don't know."<\/p>\n
"Did Daniel answer?"<\/p>\n
"Yes."<\/p>\n
"What?"<\/p>\n
"He said, 'Good.'"<\/p>\n
The word surprised me.<\/p>\n
Dad had reached some point beyond fear.<\/p>\n
Maybe that's what Mom had meant when she told Addison he would destroy everything if he called me.<\/p>\n
Maybe he had stopped caring what survived.<\/p>\n
"What happened after that?"<\/p>\n
"A nurse came in."<\/p>\n
"And Colin?"<\/p>\n
"He stepped into the hallway."<\/p>\n
"Mom?"<\/p>\n
"She stayed."<\/p>\n
"Dad?"<\/p>\n
"He was tired."<\/p>\n
"Did you leave?"<\/p>\n
"Not immediately."<\/p>\n
Ruth's voice changed.<\/p>\n
"What happened?"<\/p>\n
"He asked me to get his wallet from the drawer."<\/p>\n
"Why?"<\/p>\n
"I don't know. I gave it to him."<\/p>\n
"What did he do?"<\/p>\n
"He took something out."<\/p>\n
"What?"<\/p>\n
"A small key."<\/p>\n
My pulse jumped.<\/p>\n
"What kind?"<\/p>\n
"I don't know."<\/p>\n
"Denny found a safe-deposit key."<\/p>\n
Silence.<\/p>\n
Then Ruth whispered, "Maybe."<\/p>\n
"Did Dad give it to you?"<\/p>\n
"No."<\/p>\n
"Mom?"<\/p>\n
"No."<\/p>\n
"What happened to it?"<\/p>\n
"He closed his hand around it."<\/p>\n
"Then?"<\/p>\n
"I don't know."<\/p>\n
"How can you not know?"<\/p>\n
"Sylvia told me to go get coffee."<\/p>\n
I stood.<\/p>\n
"And you did."<\/p>\n
"Yes."<\/p>\n
By the time Ruth returned, the wallet was back in the drawer.<\/p>\n
The key was gone.<\/p>\n
"Was Colin back in the room?"<\/p>\n
"No."<\/p>\n
"Was Mom?"<\/p>\n
"Yes."<\/p>\n
"Did Dad mention the key?"<\/p>\n
"No."<\/p>\n
"Did you ask?"<\/p>\n
"No."<\/p>\n
Another silence.<\/p>\n
I looked at Marianne.<\/p>\n
She mouthed one word.<\/p>\n
Bank.<\/p>\n
The safe-deposit key Denny found suddenly mattered far more.<\/p>\n
"What bank handled Dad's business accounts?"<\/p>\n
Lewis answered quietly, "Atlantic Heritage at the time."<\/p>\n
"Does it still exist?"<\/p>\n
"Acquired twice. Records may survive."<\/p>\n
"Find out."<\/p>\n
Ruth continued.<\/p>\n
"Later that afternoon, Daniel got worse."<\/p>\n
"How much worse?"<\/p>\n
"His breathing changed. Nurses kept coming in."<\/p>\n
"Was Colin still there?"<\/p>\n
"I saw him in the waiting area."<\/p>\n
"Talking to Mom?"<\/p>\n
"Once."<\/p>\n
"What about?"<\/p>\n
"I couldn't hear."<\/p>\n
"Did they seem upset?"<\/p>\n
"Yes."<\/p>\n
"At each other?"<\/p>\n
"Yes."<\/p>\n
This fit Denny's memory of later arguments.<\/p>\n
Whatever alliance had existed between Mom and Colin did not seem simple.<\/p>\n
"What happened that evening?"<\/p>\n
Ruth's voice slowed.<\/p>\n
"Doctors spoke with Sylvia."<\/p>\n
"About prognosis?"<\/p>\n
"Yes."<\/p>\n
"Did they say Dad would die that night?"<\/p>\n
"I don't remember exactly."<\/p>\n
"Try."<\/p>\n
"They said he might not survive twenty-four hours."<\/p>\n
I inhaled.<\/p>\n
"Did anyone call me?"<\/p>\n
"No."<\/p>\n
The answer still had power to wound.<\/p>\n
I had believed for years that Dad deteriorated too quickly for anyone to reach me.<\/p>\n
Now I knew there had been time.<\/p>\n
Hours.<\/p>\n
Maybe more.<\/p>\n
"What did Mom tell you about calling us?"<\/p>\n
"She said Addison was already overwhelmed and you were too far away."<\/p>\n
"Too far away is not the same as unreachable."<\/p>\n
"I know."<\/p>\n
"Did Dad ask for me again?"<\/p>\n
"Once."<\/p>\n
I pressed my palm to my forehead.<\/p>\n
"When?"<\/p>\n
"Near evening."<\/p>\n
"What did he say?"<\/p>\n
"He asked, 'Did she answer?'"<\/p>\n
My eyes burned.<\/p>\n
"And Mom?"<\/p>\n
"She said no."<\/p>\n
"But she never called."<\/p>\n
"I didn't see her call."<\/p>\n
That distinction mattered, even now.<\/p>\n
I forced myself to hold it.<\/p>\n
"Then what?"<\/p>\n
"Daniel closed his eyes."<\/p>\n
Ruth stopped speaking.<\/p>\n
I waited.<\/p>\n
When she continued, her voice barely carried through the phone.<\/p>\n
"He said, 'Then you make sure she knows I tried.'"<\/p>\n
I bent forward.<\/p>\n
For years I had believed I was the daughter who failed to arrive.<\/p>\n
Now, eleven years later, I was being handed one sentence at a time from the room where my father had waited for a phone call my mother may never have placed.<\/p>\n
Addison started crying silently.<\/p>\n
I didn't.<\/p>\n
Not yet.<\/p>\n
"What time did Dad die?"<\/p>\n
"A little after midnight."<\/p>\n
"Was Colin there?"<\/p>\n
"Not in the room."<\/p>\n
"In the hospital?"<\/p>\n
"I think so."<\/p>\n
"Why?"<\/p>\n
"I saw him near the elevators about an hour before."<\/p>\n
"Did Mom speak to him?"<\/p>\n
"Yes."<\/p>\n
"What did they say?"<\/p>\n
"I couldn't hear."<\/p>\n
"Who was with Dad when he died?"<\/p>\n
"Sylvia. Me. A nurse."<\/p>\n
"Addison?"<\/p>\n
"No. She'd gone home."<\/p>\n
My sister looked stricken.<\/p>\n
Mom had always told us Addison had been present.<\/p>\n
Another small lie.<\/p>\n
Why?<\/p>\n
"After Dad died, what happened?"<\/p>\n
Ruth's voice cracked.<\/p>\n
"Sylvia stood beside the bed for a while."<\/p>\n
"Did she cry?"<\/p>\n
"Not then."<\/p>\n
"Then?"<\/p>\n
"She took out her phone."<\/p>\n
My skin prickled.<\/p>\n
"Who did she call first?"<\/p>\n
"Colin."<\/p>\n
"How long after Dad died?"<\/p>\n
"Maybe five minutes."<\/p>\n
The room became silent.<\/p>\n
"What exactly did she say?"<\/p>\n
Ruth repeated it.<\/p>\n
"It's done."<\/p>\n
I closed my eyes.<\/p>\n
"And then?"<\/p>\n
"She listened."<\/p>\n
"How long?"<\/p>\n
"A few seconds."<\/p>\n
"Then she said, 'Now make sure the papers hold.'"<\/p>\n
"Anything else?"<\/p>\n
"No."<\/p>\n
"Did she call Addison?"<\/p>\n
"After."<\/p>\n
"Me?"<\/p>\n
"Later."<\/p>\n
I remembered that call.<\/p>\n
2:17 a.m.<\/p>\n
My mother crying.<\/p>\n
Your father went peacefully.<\/p>\n
There was nothing anyone could do.<\/p>\n
You wouldn't have made it in time.<\/p>\n
I had believed every word.<\/p>\n
"What did she tell you after calling Colin?"<\/p>\n
"Nothing."<\/p>\n
"Did you ask who he was?"<\/p>\n
"No."<\/p>\n
"Why?"<\/p>\n
"I knew who he was by then."<\/p>\n
"Did you think the call was strange?"<\/p>\n
"Yes."<\/p>\n
"Did you think the words were strange?"<\/p>\n
"Yes."<\/p>\n
"Then why did you keep quiet?"<\/p>\n
Ruth cried openly now.<\/p>\n
"Because I had just watched my best friend's husband die."<\/p>\n
I stood by the window.<\/p>\n
"That's why you stayed quiet that night. What about the next day?"<\/p>\n
No answer.<\/p>\n
"The next week?"<\/p>\n
Silence.<\/p>\n
"The next year?"<\/p>\n
"I was afraid."<\/p>\n
"Of Mom?"<\/p>\n
"Of what knowing would require me to do."<\/p>\n
That answer was at least honest.<\/p>\n
I turned away from everyone.<\/p>\n
Behind me, Lewis asked Ruth whether she would give a sworn statement.<\/p>\n
"Yes."<\/p>\n
"Will you testify if necessary?"<\/p>\n
Long pause.<\/p>\n
"Yes."<\/p>\n
"Even if Sylvia denies it?"<\/p>\n
"Yes."<\/p>\n
"Even if she attacks your credibility?"<\/p>\n
Ruth inhaled.<\/p>\n
"She probably will."<\/p>\n
"Will you still testify?"<\/p>\n
"Yes."<\/p>\n
For the first time, she sounded steady.<\/p>\n
After the call ended, nobody spoke for nearly a minute.<\/p>\n
Then Addison said, "She let us think Dad didn't ask for us."<\/p>\n
I looked at her.<\/p>\n
"Yes."<\/p>\n
"Why?"<\/p>\n
"I don't know."<\/p>\n
"You do."<\/p>\n
"No."<\/p>\n
"Ren."<\/p>\n
"I know possible reasons."<\/p>\n
"Name one."<\/p>\n
"Control."<\/p>\n
"Another."<\/p>\n
"Money."<\/p>\n
"Another."<\/p>\n
I looked at her.<\/p>\n
"Fear of what he would tell us."<\/p>\n
Addison sat back.<\/p>\n
"There."<\/p>\n
"What?"<\/p>\n
"That's the one."<\/p>\n
"Maybe."<\/p>\n
She gave a bitter laugh.<\/p>\n
"You really won't say anything unless it comes with a stamped exhibit."<\/p>\n
"I spent five years being certain you hated me."<\/p>\n
She went quiet.<\/p>\n
"I was wrong about part of that."<\/p>\n
Her face tightened.<\/p>\n
"So yes. I'm careful."<\/p>\n
That ended the argument.<\/p>\n
Lewis returned to the safe-deposit key.<\/p>\n
Denny still had it.<\/p>\n
He agreed to surrender it voluntarily.<\/p>\n
The tag attached to the key included a faded number.<\/p>\n
1847.<\/p>\n
Atlantic Heritage's successor bank still operated in Richmond.<\/p>\n
Lewis contacted legal counsel.<\/p>\n
Records from eleven years earlier required formal process, but the key number matched an archived box registry.<\/p>\n
Box 1847.<\/p>\n
Registered to Daniel Bennett and Sylvia Bennett jointly.<\/p>\n
Access history had been retained.<\/p>\n
The final entries stopped us all.<\/p>\n
Daniel Bennett accessed the box six days before his final hospitalization.<\/p>\n
Sylvia Bennett accessed it two days after his death.<\/p>\n
Then again three weeks later.<\/p>\n
Then the box was closed.<\/p>\n
"What did she remove?" Addison asked.<\/p>\n
"No inventory," Lewis said.<\/p>\n
"Could Dad have put documents there?"<\/p>\n
"Absolutely."<\/p>\n
"What kind?"<\/p>\n
"Anything small enough to fit."<\/p>\n
Dad's key.<\/p>\n
The blue folder.<\/p>\n
Original agreements.<\/p>\n
Evidence.<\/p>\n
Maybe nothing.<\/p>\n
Maybe everything.<\/p>\n
Another detail appeared in the registry.<\/p>\n
At the final closure, Sylvia had added an authorized representative.<\/p>\n
Colin Ward.<\/p>\n
My body went cold.<\/p>\n
"He was with her?"<\/p>\n
"On the authorization, yes."<\/p>\n
Lewis requested archived camera footage, though none was likely to survive eleven years.<\/p>\n
No luck.<\/p>\n
But the bank retained box closure documentation.<\/p>\n
A handwritten inventory line had been entered by a bank employee:<\/p>\n
Contents removed by holders: papers, sealed envelope, data storage device.<\/p>\n
"Data storage device?" I repeated.<\/p>\n
"Likely USB drive or external storage."<\/p>\n
Marianne looked at me.<\/p>\n
"Denny's key wasn't the only thing Daniel left."<\/p>\n
"Mom got there first."<\/p>\n
"Yes."<\/p>\n
"Could she still have whatever was on that drive?"<\/p>\n
"Possible."<\/p>\n
Addison leaned forward.<\/p>\n
"She keeps old electronics."<\/p>\n
"What kind?"<\/p>\n
"Everything. Dad's phones. old laptops. flash drives. She never throws anything away."<\/p>\n
I thought of my mother's sewing cabinet.<\/p>\n
Denny finding the key by accident.<\/p>\n
Old papers marked discard.<\/p>\n
A desk hiding Marianne's letter.<\/p>\n
Mom didn't destroy everything.<\/p>\n
She preserved selectively.<\/p>\n
"What if the drive is still in the house?"<\/p>\n
Lewis shook his head.<\/p>\n
"No one goes searching without authority."<\/p>\n
"I'm not suggesting burglary."<\/p>\n
"Good."<\/p>\n
"Could we get a court order?"<\/p>\n
"Possibly, if we establish sufficient grounds."<\/p>\n
"When?"<\/p>\n
"We are moving there."<\/p>\n
I hated that phrase too.<\/p>\n
Moving there.<\/p>\n
Truth behind procedure.<\/p>\n
By evening, Lewis had enough to petition for preservation of documents tied to the trust, Bennett Family Holdings, and Cross-Ward Management.<\/p>\n
The next morning, Mom received formal notice.<\/p>\n
She called me before noon.<\/p>\n
This time I answered immediately.<\/p>\n
"You're trying to raid my house."<\/p>\n
"No."<\/p>\n
"Don't lie to me."<\/p>\n
"I don't know what order you're holding."<\/p>\n
"You know exactly what you've done."<\/p>\n
"I'm asking where Dad's records went."<\/p>\n
"They're mine."<\/p>\n
"Some aren't."<\/p>\n
"He was my husband."<\/p>\n
"He was our father."<\/p>\n
"That does not entitle you to dig through his private life."<\/p>\n
I almost laughed.<\/p>\n
"You're using privacy now?"<\/p>\n
"What is that supposed to mean?"<\/p>\n
"You intercepted his attorney's letter to me."<\/p>\n
"That has nothing to do with this."<\/p>\n
"It has everything to do with this."<\/p>\n
Her voice sharpened.<\/p>\n
"Ruth has been filling your head with nonsense."<\/p>\n
"Ruth says Dad asked you to call me."<\/p>\n
Silence.<\/p>\n
I held the phone tighter.<\/p>\n
"Did he?"<\/p>\n
"Your father was very sick."<\/p>\n
"Did he ask you to call me?"<\/p>\n
"Ren\u2014"<\/p>\n
"Yes or no."<\/p>\n
"He mentioned you."<\/p>\n
"Did he ask you to call me?"<\/p>\n
Mom exhaled.<\/p>\n
"Yes."<\/p>\n
The word landed softly.<\/p>\n
Harder than shouting.<\/p>\n
"Did you call?"<\/p>\n
Another pause.<\/p>\n
"No."<\/p>\n
I closed my eyes.<\/p>\n
Across the room Addison looked away.<\/p>\n
"Why?"<\/p>\n
"You were already distant."<\/p>\n
"That wasn't your decision."<\/p>\n
"You wouldn't have come."<\/p>\n
"You didn't give me the choice."<\/p>\n
"You'd already made your choice."<\/p>\n
"No. You made it for me."<\/p>\n
Her voice broke into anger.<\/p>\n
"I was trying to protect him."<\/p>\n
"From me?"<\/p>\n
"From conflict."<\/p>\n
There it was.<\/p>\n
The family religion.<\/p>\n
Peace at any cost, especially someone else's.<\/p>\n
"What did you think he would tell me?"<\/p>\n
No answer.<\/p>\n
"Mom."<\/p>\n
"He was confused about the finances."<\/p>\n
"Was he?"<\/p>\n
"Yes."<\/p>\n
"Then why did you tell Ruth he wasn't thinking clearly only when he asked for me?"<\/p>\n
"Because you weren't there."<\/p>\n
"Because you made sure I wasn't."<\/p>\n
She went silent.<\/p>\n
I asked the question I had not planned to ask.<\/p>\n
"Why did you call Colin before you called me after Dad died?"<\/p>\n
For the first time, I heard fear instead of anger.<\/p>\n
"Who told you that?"<\/p>\n
"Did you?"<\/p>\n
"Who told you?"<\/p>\n
"Did you call him?"<\/p>\n
She hung up.<\/p>\n
I stared at the screen.<\/p>\n
Then a message arrived.<\/p>\n
Not from Mom.<\/p>\n
From Denny.<\/p>\n
I found something else. Sylvia doesn't know I have it.<\/p>\n
A photograph followed.<\/p>\n
It showed an old silver USB drive.<\/p>\n
A strip of masking tape was wrapped around it.<\/p>\n
Dad's handwriting covered the tape.<\/p>\n
REN \u2014 IF I DON'T GET TO EXPLAIN THIS.<\/p>\n
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