Chapter 14: The Last Piece of the Puzzle
The police traced the call within minutes.
But the name that came back made no sense.
Because the number was connected to someone who had been dead for three years.
Emily’s brother.
My late wife’s older brother.
Thomas.
I stared at the officer.
“That’s impossible.””
He nodded.
“That’s what the records say.””
Rachel looked at the phone.
“Someone is using his identity.””
Margaret looked like she had aged ten years.
“I knew this day would come.””
I turned toward her.
“You knew?””
She looked at me.
“Yes.””
My anger returned.
“You knew someone was doing this?””
“I knew someone was searching for Emily’s files.””
“Who?””
Margaret shook her head.
“I never saw his face.””
“But you know who it is.””
She looked away.
That was enough.
“Tell me.””
Her eyes filled with tears.
“It was Thomas.””
I froze.
“You just said he was dead.””
“He is.””
“Then how?””
Margaret sat down.
“Because before he died, he gave someone access.””
“To what?””
“To everything.””
The cabin felt like it was closing in.
Rachel crossed her arms.
“Start from the beginning.””
Margaret looked at Nia.
Then at me.
“When Emily discovered someone was investigating the trust, she came to me.””
My heart tightened.
“She trusted you.””
“Yes.””
Margaret began crying.
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“She asked me to keep Nia safe.””
“And
