My father, of all people.
I’d spent my entire life trusting him, believing he stood on the right side of things.
But now, with one whispered confession and a single mysterious folder, everything I thought I knew began to tremble. If he was involved… then this was bigger than Daniel. Much bigger.
Still on the call with Mia, I asked, “When was this, Mia?”
“Just an hour ago,” she said. “Right before the sirens started. Jane, what’s happening? Why is your dad talking to that man?”
“I don't know, Mia. Just stay there. Stay in the public waiting area where people can see you. I’m coming.”
I hung up the phone and looked at Daniel. His eyes locked on mine. He didn't need me to tell him what she said. He had seen the blood drain from my face. He had seen the way I crumbled.
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