Dad stared at the photograph for a long time.<\/p>\n
Rebecca stood nearest the camera.<\/p>\n
Elena was several feet behind her.<\/p>\n
What bothered me was not that my mother appeared frightened.<\/p>\n
It was that she didn\u2019t.<\/p>\n
She wore the same sunglasses from Daniel\u2019s earlier photograph. Her silver hair moved in the coastal wind. One hand rested lightly on Rebecca\u2019s shoulder.<\/p>\n
Not the posture of a hostage.<\/p>\n
Not obviously.<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe she doesn\u2019t know who Rebecca is,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n
Dad shook his head.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe knows.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause I told her.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYears ago.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDaniel planned to marry Rebecca.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou knew?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe asked my advice.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd you didn\u2019t think marrying Thomas Barrett\u2019s daughter was a problem?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI thought it was a terrible idea.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYet you kept working with him.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe believed Rebecca hated her father.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid she?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad hesitated.<\/p>\n
\u201cAt least then.\u201d<\/p>\n
Maya enlarged the image.<\/p>\n
\u201cThere\u2019s metadata.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLocation is genuine.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMendocino?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTime?\u201d<\/p>\n
She checked.<\/p>\n
\u201cForty-two minutes ago.\u201d<\/p>\n
My pulse jumped.<\/p>\n
\u201cThey\u2019re there now.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad shook his head.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe photograph could have been sent later.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMetadata says otherwise.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMetadata can be manipulated.\u201d<\/p>\n
Maya glanced at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cNot easily without leaving signs. This looks clean.\u201d<\/p>\n
I was already grabbing my coat.<\/p>\n
Dad saw.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDon't.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEthan.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m going.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTo California?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou don\u2019t even know where in Mendocino.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe know the caf\u00e9.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe\u2019ll find it.\u201d<\/p>\n
Maya remained quiet.<\/p>\n
I looked at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou coming?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad cursed under his breath.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou both have lost your minds.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cJessica has until midnight tomorrow.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAccording to Thomas.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd my mother is there.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAccording to Thomas.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m done waiting for everyone else to tell me what\u2019s real.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad looked toward the photograph again.<\/p>\n
His resistance weakened.<\/p>\n
Then he reached for my wrist.<\/p>\n
\u201cIf you find Elena\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
I waited.<\/p>\n
Thirty years of separation seemed to gather in his face.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t tell her I\u2019m angry.\u201d<\/p>\n
The request surprised me.<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAt her?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAt time.\u201d<\/p>\n
He looked away.<\/p>\n
\u201cTell her I kept the truck.\u201d<\/p>\n
I almost laughed.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe\u2019ll understand.\u201d<\/p>\n
That was all.<\/p>\n
Maya and I left Portland before noon.<\/p>\n
We told the police what we knew about Jessica, Thomas, Linda, Daniel, Rebecca, and the California connection.<\/p>\n
They told us not to interfere.<\/p>\n
We drove south anyway.<\/p>\n
The trip took more than nine hours with traffic and stops.<\/p>\n
Maya drove first.<\/p>\n
I spent the early hours searching every photograph and document saved on my phone.<\/p>\n
Daniel\u2019s Mendocino images.<\/p>\n
Elena\u2019s journal pages.<\/p>\n
Rebecca\u2019s records.<\/p>\n
Victor\u2019s companies.<\/p>\n
Thomas Barrett\u2019s investigative firm.<\/p>\n
Nothing formed a complete picture.<\/p>\n
Around Eugene, Maya said, \u201cThere\u2019s something we haven\u2019t considered.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy would Thomas send you proof Rebecca is with Elena?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTo scare me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat else?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTo make us go there.\u201d<\/p>\n
The thought sat badly.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo Daniel says don\u2019t go to California. Thomas sends us a reason to go.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOne of them wants me there.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPossibly both.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat for?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cMe?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cElena spent decades staying hidden partly to protect you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIf someone needed her to cooperate\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThey could use me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cExactly.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen I shouldn\u2019t go.\u201d<\/p>\n
Maya glanced at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you going to turn around?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen we plan accordingly.\u201d<\/p>\n
By dusk we crossed into California.<\/p>\n
My phone remained silent.<\/p>\n
No Thomas.<\/p>\n
No Jessica.<\/p>\n
No Daniel.<\/p>\n
Every hour without news made the situation worse.<\/p>\n
We stopped outside Redding.<\/p>\n
Maya checked her messages.<\/p>\n
\u201cI have something.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOne of my investigators traced Rebecca\u2019s vehicle.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cRental car. She picked it up in Santa Rosa four days ago.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFour days.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBefore Arthur collapsed.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo this started before the hospital.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWas she already looking for Elena?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cProbably.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Daniel travel with her?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFlight records suggest they arrived separately.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy separately?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCould be caution.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOr they weren\u2019t working together.\u201d<\/p>\n
Maya nodded.<\/p>\n
The road west the next morning wound through forest and hills.<\/p>\n
By the time we reached the coast, fog hung above the water.<\/p>\n
Mendocino looked too peaceful to contain any of this.<\/p>\n
Wooden buildings.<\/p>\n
Gardens.<\/p>\n
Tourists carrying coffee.<\/p>\n
Ocean beyond cliffs.<\/p>\n
I felt absurdly visible.<\/p>\n
We found the caf\u00e9 from Daniel\u2019s photograph just after nine.<\/p>\n
Harbor House.<\/p>\n
Red awning.<\/p>\n
White sign.<\/p>\n
The same building Jessica had remembered from Victor\u2019s photograph.<\/p>\n
We parked half a block away.<\/p>\n
Maya insisted we watch first.<\/p>\n
Twenty minutes passed.<\/p>\n
Then thirty.<\/p>\n
No sign of Rebecca.<\/p>\n
No sign of Elena.<\/p>\n
Finally I went inside.<\/p>\n
A woman behind the counter greeted me.<\/p>\n
I showed her Elena\u2019s photograph.<\/p>\n
\u201cHave you seen this woman?\u201d<\/p>\n
The barista looked at it.<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cRecently?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe comes in.\u201d<\/p>\n
My heart stopped.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow often?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEvery few weeks.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat name does she use?\u201d<\/p>\n
The barista frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnna, I think.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWas she here today?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYesterday?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI wasn\u2019t working.\u201d<\/p>\n
An older man at the espresso machine looked over.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnna?\u201d<\/p>\n
I turned.<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you know her?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe usually sits outside.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHave you seen her with this woman?\u201d<\/p>\n
I showed Rebecca\u2019s photograph.<\/p>\n
His expression changed.<\/p>\n
\u201cYesterday.\u201d<\/p>\n
Maya stepped closer.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat time?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAfternoon.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWere they arguing?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Anna seem frightened?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat were they doing?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTalking.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFriendly?\u201d<\/p>\n
He considered.<\/p>\n
\u201cSerious.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you hear anything?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere did they go?\u201d<\/p>\n
He pointed toward the street.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnna left in her car. Other woman followed.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat car?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOld Subaru.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cColor?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cGreen.\u201d<\/p>\n
Maya wrote everything down.<\/p>\n
\u201cLicense plate?\u201d<\/p>\n
He shook his head.<\/p>\n
We went back outside.<\/p>\n
My hands were shaking.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe has a car.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat helps.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIf she lives nearby\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOr stays nearby.\u201d<\/p>\n
We checked public records for an Anna matching Elena\u2019s age.<\/p>\n
Too many.<\/p>\n
Then I remembered Dad\u2019s statement.<\/p>\n
Elena loved the coast.<\/p>\n
Perhaps she had built an entire second life here.<\/p>\n
The possibility made my chest ache.<\/p>\n
A life without me.<\/p>\n
Not because she wanted one.<\/p>\n
Because she had been forced into it.<\/p>\n
At noon, my phone rang.<\/p>\n
Unknown number.<\/p>\n
I answered.<\/p>\n
\u201cElena\u2019s son.\u201d<\/p>\n
Thomas.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere is Jessica?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAlive.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLet me speak to her.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen we\u2019re done.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou traveled a long way to be done.\u201d<\/p>\n
Maya mouthed, He knows.<\/p>\n
I scanned the street.<\/p>\n
Tourists.<\/p>\n
Cars.<\/p>\n
Windows.<\/p>\n
Somewhere someone might be watching.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou wanted me here.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI wanted Elena to know you were here.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe has something I need.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe ledger.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe could mail it.\u201d<\/p>\n
Thomas laughed.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou still think this is about paper.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat is it about?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cControl.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cVictor\u2019s dead.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cVictor was never the only person who mattered.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCole?\u201d<\/p>\n
Silence.<\/p>\n
That was enough.<\/p>\n
\u201cJudge Cole is still involved.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo one retires from power, Ethan. They only change offices.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere\u2019s Daniel?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAsk Rebecca.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou have him.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot anymore.\u201d<\/p>\n
My heart jumped.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat does that mean?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe disappointed us.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIs he alive?\u201d<\/p>\n
Thomas said nothing.<\/p>\n
\u201cThomas.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFind Elena before Rebecca does.\u201d<\/p>\n
The line ended.<\/p>\n
I stared at the phone.<\/p>\n
\u201cMaya.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe said find Elena before Rebecca does.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut Rebecca already found her.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cExactly.\u201d<\/p>\n
We looked at each other.<\/p>\n
The photograph Thomas sent had been designed to make us believe Rebecca was with Elena.<\/p>\n
But maybe Rebecca hadn\u2019t taken her anywhere.<\/p>\n
Maybe Elena had left separately.<\/p>\n
And Thomas didn\u2019t know where.<\/p>\n
\u201cThen the photograph wasn\u2019t proof of custody,\u201d Maya said.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt was proof of contact.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThomas wants us to find her for him.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked up and down the street.<\/p>\n
We had walked directly into it.<\/p>\n
My phone vibrated again.<\/p>\n
This time the number was hidden.<\/p>\n
A text.<\/p>\n
Stop looking at the street.<\/p>\n
I froze.<\/p>\n
Another message.<\/p>\n
Look at the ocean.<\/p>\n
I turned toward the cliffs.<\/p>\n
A woman stood across the road near the path overlooking the water.<\/p>\n
Silver hair.<\/p>\n
Dark coat.<\/p>\n
Sunglasses.<\/p>\n
My body knew her before my mind accepted it.<\/p>\n
She lifted one hand.<\/p>\n
Not waving.<\/p>\n
Signaling me to stay where I was.<\/p>\n
Maya saw her.<\/p>\n
\u201cOh my God.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stepped toward the road.<\/p>\n
Elena shook her head sharply.<\/p>\n
Then pointed toward a black SUV parked farther downhill.<\/p>\n
I stopped.<\/p>\n
The driver\u2019s seat looked empty.<\/p>\n
Maybe it wasn\u2019t.<\/p>\n
Elena turned and walked away.<\/p>\n
I started after her.<\/p>\n
Maya caught my arm.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe told you not to.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s my mother.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd she just warned you you\u2019re being watched.\u201d<\/p>\n
We waited.<\/p>\n
The green Subaru pulled away from a side street three minutes later.<\/p>\n
Maya memorized the plate.<\/p>\n
We returned to our car and followed from a distance.<\/p>\n
Elena drove north.<\/p>\n
Then inland.<\/p>\n
After fifteen minutes, she turned onto a narrow road bordered by redwoods.<\/p>\n
Fog gathered between the trees.<\/p>\n
She stopped outside a weathered cabin.<\/p>\n
I parked fifty yards behind.<\/p>\n
No SUV.<\/p>\n
No other cars.<\/p>\n
Elena got out.<\/p>\n
She stood beside the Subaru.<\/p>\n
Waiting.<\/p>\n
I stepped from the car.<\/p>\n
For thirty years, I had imagined meeting my mother in impossible ways.<\/p>\n
A hospital miracle.<\/p>\n
A knock on the door.<\/p>\n
A mistake corrected.<\/p>\n
None of those fantasies prepared me for seeing her standing beneath dripping redwoods.<\/p>\n
She took off her sunglasses.<\/p>\n
Her eyes were mine.<\/p>\n
I walked toward her.<\/p>\n
Neither of us spoke.<\/p>\n
When I was ten feet away, she covered her mouth.<\/p>\n
\u201cEthan.\u201d<\/p>\n
My name broke in the middle.<\/p>\n
That voice had lived somewhere in my earliest memories.<\/p>\n
I stopped.<\/p>\n
She touched my face.<\/p>\n
Her fingers trembled.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re older than Arthur was.\u201d<\/p>\n
I couldn\u2019t breathe.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo are you.\u201d<\/p>\n
She laughed through tears.<\/p>\n
Then she pulled me against her.<\/p>\n
I held her.<\/p>\n
Thirty years collapsed.<\/p>\n
Not healed.<\/p>\n
Not forgiven.<\/p>\n
Just collapsed.<\/p>\n
For one minute, there was no Victor, no Jessica, no ledger, no Barretts.<\/p>\n
Only my mother.<\/p>\n
Then she whispered against my shoulder.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou should not have come.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stepped back.<\/p>\n
\u201cJessica was taken.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her face changed.<\/p>\n
\u201cVictoria?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBy Thomas?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI think so.\u201d<\/p>\n
Elena closed her eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou know where he\u2019d take her?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen tell me.\u201d<\/p>\n
She looked past me toward Maya.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho is she?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDad\u2019s attorney.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cArthur trusted her?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Elena almost smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cArthur trusts badly.\u201d<\/p>\n
Maya seemed offended.<\/p>\n
\u201cGood to meet you too.\u201d<\/p>\n
Elena looked at me again.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere is Arthur?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHospital.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her face went pale.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happened?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAneurysm.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIs he alive?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
She pressed a hand to her chest.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid he ask about me?\u201d<\/p>\n
I remembered his request.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe told me to tell you he kept the truck.\u201d<\/p>\n
Elena laughed.<\/p>\n
A real laugh.<\/p>\n
Then she cried harder.<\/p>\n
When she finally steadied herself, she opened the cabin door.<\/p>\n
\u201cCome inside.\u201d<\/p>\n
The cabin was small and warm.<\/p>\n
Nothing about it suggested wealth.<\/p>\n
Books.<\/p>\n
Blankets.<\/p>\n
A wood stove.<\/p>\n
Photographs.<\/p>\n
I saw none of me.<\/p>\n
That hurt.<\/p>\n
Then Elena opened a drawer.<\/p>\n
Inside were newspaper clippings.<\/p>\n
School announcements.<\/p>\n
A picture of my high school graduation.<\/p>\n
My wedding announcement.<\/p>\n
Dozens of pieces of my life.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou watched me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFrom far away.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy didn\u2019t you come?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI tried twice.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat stopped you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBarrett.\u201d<\/p>\n
She sat at the table.<\/p>\n
\u201cThomas found me in Seattle. Later, Cole found Daniel. Every time we moved toward you, someone moved first.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat about Rebecca?\u201d<\/p>\n
Elena\u2019s expression hardened.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe came yesterday.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe wanted the ledger.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo she works for Thomas.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe wants it destroyed.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause Daniel told her what it contains.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd?\u201d<\/p>\n
Elena looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt doesn\u2019t only implicate Victor.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWho else?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThomas. Cole. Pike. People you know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWho?\u201d<\/p>\n
She reached beneath the table and pulled out a blue leather-bound book.<\/p>\n
The ledger.<\/p>\n
I stared.<\/p>\n
After thirty years, the thing everyone had killed, lied, and hidden for was small enough to hold in two hands.<\/p>\n
Elena opened it.<\/p>\n
Pages of names.<\/p>\n
Payments.<\/p>\n
Dates.<\/p>\n
Signatures.<\/p>\n
Then she turned near the back.<\/p>\n
Her finger stopped on one entry.<\/p>\n
I read the name.<\/p>\n
Arthur Hayes.<\/p>\n
My father.<\/p>\n
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