Chapter 5 - The Mother She Thought Had Abandoned Her
Saint Agnes had closed fourteen years earlier.
The building had been sold.
Records were scattered.
But one nurse remembered Clara.
Her name was Evelyn Hart.
Now seventy-eight, she lived in a small assisted-living community near the coast.
When Daniel and Emma showed her the photograph, Evelyn covered her mouth.
“I wondered if someone would ever come.”
Emma sat across from her.
“You knew my mother?”
“Yes.”
“Was she sick?”
Evelyn's eyes filled.
“She was recovering from injuries.”
“What injuries?”
“She had been attacked.”
Emma gripped Daniel's hand.
“By whom?”
“Two men.”
“Richard?”
“No.”
Evelyn hesitated.
“Your mother's own father.”
Emma went still.
“My grandfather?”
“Clara discovered that her father had been helping Margaret hide money.”
Daniel's thoughts raced.
The family corruption went deeper than anyone had imagined.
Evelyn continued.
“Clara wanted to expose all of them.”
“What stopped her?”
“She was convinced Emma would be killed.”
“Why?”
“Because someone had already tried once.”
Evelyn opened an old drawer.
Inside was a hospital bracelet.
Emma recognized the blue ribbon.
“My bracelet.”
“Yes.”
Evelyn smiled sadly.
“Your mother gave it to me and told me to hold onto it.”
“Why?”
“Because she feared she wouldn't survive.”
Emma began to cry.
Daniel moved closer.
Evelyn looked directly at him.
“Your mother did not abandon you.”
Emma nodded.
“I know.”
“She watched you.”
“How?”
“From a distance.”
“For how long?”
“Years.”
Emma covered her face.
“My whole life?”
“Yes.”
“She saw me graduate?”
“Yes.”
“My wedding?”
Evelyn paused.
“You weren't married.”
Emma gave a broken laugh.
“I almost was.”
“Then she saw you leave that man.”
Daniel looked at Emma.
She nodded.
“You knew?” he asked.
“My mother knew.”
Emma explained that she had once been engaged to a man who controlled her finances and isolated her from friends.
Clara had anonymously sent information to Emma's lawyer.
That evidence ended the engagement.
Emma had never known why.
Now she did.
Her mother had still been protecting her.
Even from far away.
Evelyn handed Emma a final envelope.
“She asked me to give you this only if Vivian Rowan ever came looking for you.”
Emma opened it.
Inside was a letter.
The first line made her sob.
I know you are angry with me.
Please be angry.
I would rather you hate me while you live than forgive me after someone buries you.
Clara explained everything.
She had disappeared into a witness protection program.
She had cooperated against Margaret.
But someone had leaked her location.
She fled again.
She had lived under several names.
And twelve years earlier, she had suffered a stroke.
She could no longer safely travel.
Her final known address was in Oregon.
Daniel looked at Emma.
“We're going.”
Emma nodded.
But before they could leave, Daniel's phone rang.
Nathan.
Daniel answered.
“Where are you?”
Nathan's voice was strained.
“You need to get to your mother's house.”
“Why?”
“Because I found out who has the account.”
“Who?”
Nathan was silent.
Then he said,
“Your mother's attorney.”
Daniel frowned.
“Reed?”
“Yes.”
The call ended.
Daniel looked at Marianne.
“You trust him?”
She shook her head.
“No.”
They drove back.
Reed was waiting in Vivian's study.
He appeared calm.
Too calm.
Daniel closed the door behind him.
“Nathan says the offshore account belongs to you.”
Reed smiled.
“Nathan lies.”
Vivian stood.
“I need to hear your answer.”
Reed looked at her.
“You already know.”
He reached inside his coat.
Emma stepped backward.
Daniel grabbed the nearest object.
But Reed did not pull a weapon.
He pulled out a photograph.
It showed Reed, Margaret, and Andrew Rowan standing together thirty years earlier.
Daniel stared.
“My father.”
“Yes.”
“Working with you.”
“Yes.”
Vivian looked devastated.
“Reed, why?”
“Because your family paid me.”
“To do what?”
“Keep the truth buried.”
Emma stared at him.
“And Clara?”
Reed looked at her.
“I helped her disappear.”
“Why?”
“Because someone wanted her dead.”
Daniel's voice hardened.
“Who?”
Reed looked at Vivian.
“Not Margaret.”
Silence.
“Then who?”
Reed answered.
“Your father.”
Daniel froze.
“No.”
Reed nodded.
“Andrew changed sides too late. By then, he knew Clara possessed evidence that could destroy everyone.”
Daniel stepped closer.
“My father didn't try to kill her.”
Reed's eyes softened.
“He tried to save her.”
That was worse.
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Because it meant the truth was going to be more complicated than heroes and villains.
And Daniel suddenly realized his father might have spent thirty years believing he had failed everyone he loved.
