Chapter 12:
Daughter-in-law.
I read it four times. It didn't get better.
Kael was already moving. He had the envelope in one hand and his phone in the other and he was walking toward the door with his jaw set like concrete.
"Benny," he said. "Who took it?"
"Guy on the gate. Said it was hand-delivered by a kid on a bike. Kid was maybe twelve. Paid him twenty bucks to run it up here."
"Where's the kid now?"
"Gone. The gate guy didn't think—"
"The gate guy doesn't get paid to think." Kael's voice was flat. "Get Rook. Tell him I want every camera on the south wall pulled. Every one. If a twelve-year-old got close enough to hand something to my gate, I want to know how."
Benny nodded and disappeared.
I was still standing in the kitchen holding the letter. My mother had her hand over h
