The squad room was silent. It was the third playing of Rachel"s interview, and still nobody had said anything. Mark"s colleagues were transfixed. He was transfixed. Rachel"s composure, her honesty drew him in like a new disciple. The recording had hit the station two hours earlier. It was already circulating on the mainstream TV and radio news. He listened again to her describe fleeing Red Forest. He could imagine her holding her sister"s hand as they trudged through the snow, her father"s blood still on her clothes. He heard about her time in the convent and struggled to imagine her mingling with nuns. Then she spoke about her time in S"aven, of blending in, of trying to make a home in this world. He wasn"t mentioned, but he knew his place in that part of her life. He was beginning to und
