Chapter 58“What more do you have?” Lt. Solomon prepared to leave. “I'll hear you out, then I'm going to turn this back to the detectives.”
Sara would have one chance to make her case. For Huxley. For Emma. Time was running out. She couldn't quote whole histories and would have to cut corners. “Way back when the sisters lived on Page Street in San Francisco, a Down Syndrome baby fell out of an upstairs window and died. Evelyn was present in the apartment.”
Lt. Solomon flopped his head side to side, as if to ask, So What?
“In 1988, while Evelyn, posing as Emma, lived at Beretania Street, a baby with a severe hair lip and cleft palate fell over a balcony and died. Evelyn was the baby-sitter.”
The Lieutenant pulled back his chin, sat straighter in his chair.
“More recently, Hachi and Noel
