*Silas*
"His sister must have been the one depositing the checks. It took me five minutes to trace the trail back to the hospital," I say, showing Cassandra the photos my contact took of Elijah meeting with his sister. Each image reveals a piece of the mystery that has been hovering over us.
"So, we now know what's been bothering him lately," my wife observes, peering over my shoulder with a mix of curiosity and concern. "The question is, what's truly bothering you? Is it the fact that he's doing this at all, or that he didn't confide in you?"
I get up and move to the couch, feeling the weight of the situation settle over me. "Both," I admit, running a hand through my hair in frustration. "We have an agreement with these people. We've worked so hard to distance him from that life and cr
