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 gun,” 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
