"The urn you broke at the funeral home, it was either stolen or it was Jane's mother's."
Tim's voice trembled. "What are you saying? How is that possible...?"
The secretary's voice was laced with anger. "Jane lost her baby, the one she was carrying, because of the blood transfusions."
Tim's whole body shook. "Impossible, it's a lie! She was just making excuses because she didn't want to give blood. How could it be true?"
The secretary's fury crackled through the phone. "Tim, everything I'm telling you is in the work reports. The proof, the evidence, it's all there. I sent them to you every day, even added special reminders. If you had just glanced at them, even once, you would have known it was all true."
"But you never looked. You were never interested in anything related to Jane. Yo
