Chapter Fifty-TwoSea Scope: Present day
“No. It was … it was your father.”
“Oh, my God!” Mother said.
Wendy turned off the recording. “That's right, Mrs. Brewster. Your husband had a fancy for little girls as well as young men. No need to listen to the rest, although there is a bit more that would interest both of you, particularly what happened to Michael. I can fill you in on that before I shoot you.”
I felt the nausea rise up in me but fought to keep the bile down. I had to be strong for the sake of my mother and the baby I carried.
“Wendy, please put down the g*n,” Mother pleaded. “I was Martin's victim, too. Don't you see that? And, Sarah, she's innocent. She has nothing to do with any of this.”
“Only that she snooped up here. I was saving the lighthouse crayon clue for last, th
