The gunshot echoed through the cemetery.
\nFor one terrible second, I couldn’t hear anything except the ringing inside my ears.
\nThen Detective Harris grabbed my shoulder.
\n“DOWN!”
\nI dropped.
\nAnother crack split the darkness.
\nSomething struck the stone beside my head.
\nFragments of marble scattered across the wet ground.
\nDetective Harris pulled his weapon.
\n“Stay down!”
\nI pressed myself against the ground.
\nRain hit my face.
\nMy hand was still wrapped around the small black box.
\nAnd somewhere in the darkness, I had heard my father’s voice.<\/p>\n
Run, Michael.<\/strong><\/p>\n Not from a speaker.<\/p>\n Not from a recording.<\/p>\n From somewhere nearby.<\/p>\n “Where is he?” I whispered.<\/p>\n Harris didn’t answer.<\/p>\n He was scanning the cemetery.<\/p>\n Then a third shot rang out.<\/p>\n This one came from the opposite direction.<\/p>\n Harris immediately turned.<\/p>\n “There’s more than one shooter.”<\/p>\n My stomach dropped.<\/p>\n More than one.<\/p>\n That meant this wasn’t an accident.<\/p>\n Someone knew we were here.<\/p>\n Someone had been watching.<\/p>\n Someone had waited until the box was opened.<\/p>\n And someone wanted us dead.<\/p>\n Harris grabbed my arm.<\/p>\n “Move!”<\/p>\n We ran between the graves.<\/p>\n I didn’t know where we were going.<\/p>\n I only knew I had to keep moving.<\/p>\n Behind us, footsteps splashed through the rain.<\/p>\n Then headlights appeared through the trees.<\/p>\n A black SUV came tearing down the cemetery road.<\/p>\n Harris pushed me behind a stone monument.<\/p>\n The SUV stopped.<\/p>\n The driver’s door opened.<\/p>\n A man stepped out.<\/p>\n He was tall.<\/p>\n Dark coat.<\/p>\n No umbrella.<\/p>\n He looked directly toward us.<\/p>\n Then he shouted one word.<\/p>\n “Michael!”<\/p>\n I froze.<\/p>\n I knew that voice.<\/p>\n My father.<\/p>\n But before I could stand, Detective Harris grabbed me.<\/p>\n “Don’t.”<\/p>\n “That’s him.”<\/p>\n “We don’t know that.”<\/p>\n “I know his voice.”<\/p>\n The man stepped forward.<\/p>\n Lightning flashed.<\/p>\n For one brief second, I saw his face.<\/p>\n Older.<\/p>\n Thinner.<\/p>\n Gray hair.<\/p>\n A scar above his left eyebrow.<\/p>\n My father’s scar.<\/p>\n The scar he had gotten when I was twelve.<\/p>\n I knew it.<\/p>\n There was no doubt.<\/p>\n My father was standing twenty yards away.<\/p>\n Alive.<\/p>\n After eleven years.<\/p>\n He looked at me.<\/p>\n And for a moment, neither of us moved.<\/p>\n Then he said:<\/p>\n “Michael, your mother knows where the bodies are.”<\/p>\n I felt the world disappear beneath me.<\/p>\n “Whose bodies?”<\/p>\n He looked toward the road.<\/p>\n Then behind him.<\/p>\n “We don’t have time.”<\/p>\n Detective Harris raised his weapon.<\/p>\n “Put your hands where I can see them.”<\/p>\n My father looked at him.<\/p>\n “I’m not the one you should be pointing that at.”<\/p>\n A red laser appeared on his chest.<\/p>\n He moved instantly.<\/p>\n “GET DOWN!”<\/p>\n A shot cracked through the rain.<\/p>\n My father dove behind the SUV.<\/p>\n Harris fired toward the trees.<\/p>\n Someone ran.<\/p>\n Footsteps disappeared into the darkness.<\/p>\n My father looked at me.<\/p>\n “Get in the car.”<\/p>\n Harris shouted:<\/p>\n “Absolutely not.”<\/p>\n My father laughed bitterly.<\/p>\n “You can arrest me later.”<\/p>\n “You’re Thomas Ward.”<\/p>\n “Yes.”<\/p>\n Harris stared.<\/p>\n “You’re supposed to be dead.”<\/p>\n “I know.”<\/p>\n Then he looked at me.<\/p>\n “And that’s exactly what I’ve been trying to remain.”<\/p>\n We got inside the SUV.<\/p>\n I sat in the back.<\/p>\n Harris sat beside me.<\/p>\n My father drove.<\/p>\n For several minutes, nobody spoke.<\/p>\n The cemetery disappeared behind us.<\/p>\n Rain hammered against the windshield.<\/p>\n I stared at the back of my father’s head.<\/p>\n Eleven years.<\/p>\n Eleven years of believing he was dead.<\/p>\n Eleven years of visiting a grave.<\/p>\n Eleven years of remembering his voice.<\/p>\n Now he was sitting less than three feet away.<\/p>\n Alive.<\/p>\n Finally I spoke.<\/p>\n “Why?”<\/p>\n His hands tightened around the steering wheel.<\/p>\n “Because if I came back, they would kill you.”<\/p>\n “Who?”<\/p>\n “The people I discovered.”<\/p>\n “What people?”<\/p>\n He glanced at me in the mirror.<\/p>\n “You don’t want to know.”<\/p>\n “I already know enough.”<\/p>\n “No.”<\/p>\n “My wife almost died.”<\/p>\n His face changed.<\/p>\n “My granddaughter almost died.”<\/p>\n He looked at me again.<\/p>\n “And your mother is involved.”<\/p>\n He didn’t answer.<\/p>\n “Is she?”<\/p>\n Silence.<\/p>\n “Tell me.”<\/p>\n Finally he said:<\/p>\n “Yes.”<\/p>\n My chest tightened.<\/p>\n “How much?”<\/p>\n “More than you understand.”<\/p>\n “Did she try to kill Clara?”<\/p>\n “No.”<\/p>\n I stared at him.<\/p>\n “Then who did?”<\/p>\n He didn’t answer.<\/p>\n “Who poisoned them?”<\/p>\n “Your mother ordered it.”<\/p>\n I felt sick.<\/p>\n “She ordered it?”<\/p>\n “She didn’t administer it.”<\/p>\n “Who did?”<\/p>\n He looked at me.<\/p>\n “The fourth person.”<\/p>\n I remembered the photograph.<\/p>\n Three people visible.<\/p>\n My father.<\/p>\n My mother.<\/p>\n Daniel.<\/p>\n And me.<\/p>\n But the message said:<\/p>\n THE FOURTH PERSON IS ALREADY INSIDE YOUR HOUSE.<\/strong><\/p>\n “Who is the fourth person?”<\/p>\n My father didn’t answer.<\/p>\n “Who?”<\/p>\n He pressed harder on the accelerator.<\/p>\n “Michael, there are things you need to understand before you ask that question.”<\/p>\n “I’m asking it now.”<\/p>\n “The fourth person isn’t a stranger.”<\/p>\n I stared at him.<\/p>\n “Then who is it?”<\/p>\n He looked at me through the mirror.<\/p>\n “Someone you’ve trusted for years.”<\/p>\n My heart sank.<\/p>\n “Clara?”<\/p>\n He shook his head.<\/p>\n “Not Clara.”<\/p>\n “Daniel?”<\/p>\n “No.”<\/p>\n “My mother?”<\/p>\n “No.”<\/p>\n “Then who?”<\/p>\n He didn’t answer.<\/p>\n Instead, he said:<\/p>\n “How long has Miss Button been missing?”<\/p>\n I froze.<\/p>\n “The police have it.”<\/p>\n “No.”<\/p>\n “What?”<\/p>\n “Think carefully.”<\/p>\n I reached for my phone.<\/p>\n I called Detective Morgan.<\/p>\n She answered immediately.<\/p>\n “Where are you?”<\/p>\n “With Thomas.”<\/p>\n Silence.<\/p>\n “Your father?”<\/p>\n “Yes.”<\/p>\n “Michael, listen to me\u2014”<\/p>\n “Is the doll still in evidence?”<\/p>\n Another silence.<\/p>\n “Detective?”<\/p>\n “No.”<\/p>\n My blood ran cold.<\/p>\n “What do you mean, no?”<\/p>\n “The evidence room was breached.”<\/p>\n “When?”<\/p>\n “About fifteen minutes ago.”<\/p>\n I looked at my father.<\/p>\n He wasn’t surprised.<\/p>\n “Someone stole the doll.”<\/p>\n My father turned onto a narrow road.<\/p>\n “Where are we going?”<\/p>\n “Somewhere safe.”<\/p>\n “I don’t trust safe anymore.”<\/p>\n He smiled faintly.<\/p>\n “You sound like me.”<\/p>\n “I don’t know you anymore.”<\/p>\n That sentence hurt him.<\/p>\n I saw it in his face.<\/p>\n But he nodded.<\/p>\n “You have every right to say that.”<\/p>\n “Tell me everything.”<\/p>\n “Not yet.”<\/p>\n “Why?”<\/p>\n “Because your mother is still alive.”<\/p>\n “What does that have to do with it?”<\/p>\n “Everything.”<\/p>\n He pulled into an abandoned warehouse.<\/p>\n The doors opened automatically.<\/p>\n We drove inside.<\/p>\n The doors closed behind us.<\/p>\n Lights came on.<\/p>\n And I saw something I never expected.<\/p>\n Photographs.<\/p>\n Hundreds of them.<\/p>\n Pinned across the walls.<\/p>\n My childhood.<\/p>\n My wedding.<\/p>\n Lily’s birth.<\/p>\n Clara.<\/p>\n Our house.<\/p>\n My business trips.<\/p>\n My mother.<\/p>\n Daniel.<\/p>\n Every photograph had dates written beneath it.<\/p>\n Some were recent.<\/p>\n Some were years old.<\/p>\n I walked closer.<\/p>\n There was a photograph of me leaving for work.<\/p>\n Another of Clara taking Lily to school.<\/p>\n Another of my mother entering our house.<\/p>\n Then I saw one that made my stomach twist.<\/p>\n It was a photograph of me sleeping.<\/p>\n Taken inside my bedroom.<\/p>\n I turned toward my father.<\/p>\n “What is this?”<\/p>\n His face was grim.<\/p>\n “I’ve been watching you.”<\/p>\n “You’ve been spying on me?”<\/p>\n “I’ve been protecting you.”<\/p>\n “By photographing my family?”<\/p>\n “I needed to know who had access to you.”<\/p>\n “You could have called.”<\/p>\n “I couldn’t.”<\/p>\n “Why?”<\/p>\n “Because your phone was compromised.”<\/p>\n I stared at him.<\/p>\n “By who?”<\/p>\n “Your mother.”<\/p>\n I laughed.<\/p>\n It wasn’t because anything was funny.<\/p>\n It was because my brain couldn’t process another betrayal.<\/p>\n “My mother?”<\/p>\n “She had access to your emails.”<\/p>\n “I know.”<\/p>\n “Your brother had access to your bank accounts.”<\/p>\n “I know.”<\/p>\n “Your house had cameras.”<\/p>\n I froze.<\/p>\n “What?”<\/p>\n “Hidden cameras.”<\/p>\n “Where?”<\/p>\n “Three.”<\/p>\n “Where?”<\/p>\n He pointed toward a photograph.<\/p>\n “Kitchen.”<\/p>\n Another.<\/p>\n “Hallway.”<\/p>\n Another.<\/p>\n “Your study.”<\/p>\n I stared at the images.<\/p>\n “Who installed them?”<\/p>\n He looked at me.<\/p>\n “Daniel.”<\/p>\n My stomach turned.<\/p>\n “Why?”<\/p>\n “Because your mother wanted to know what Clara was doing.”<\/p>\n “Why?”<\/p>\n “Because Clara had discovered the truth.”<\/p>\n “What truth?”<\/p>\n “About the money.”<\/p>\n I looked at the photographs.<\/p>\n “What money?”<\/p>\n “The money your father disappeared with.”<\/p>\n I turned.<\/p>\n “You stole money?”<\/p>\n He shook his head.<\/p>\n “No.”<\/p>\n “Then what?”<\/p>\n “I hid it.”<\/p>\n “Where?”<\/p>\n “Somewhere nobody could find it.”<\/p>\n “Why?”<\/p>\n “Because it wasn’t mine.”<\/p>\n “Whose was it?”<\/p>\n He looked at me.<\/p>\n “Yours.”<\/p>\n I couldn’t speak.<\/p>\n “Your father left you something.”<\/p>\n “What?”<\/p>\n “Not money.”<\/p>\n “Then what?”<\/p>\n “Evidence.”<\/p>\n He walked toward a metal cabinet.<\/p>\n He unlocked it.<\/p>\n Inside were dozens of files.<\/p>\n He pulled out one.<\/p>\n “This is why they want you dead.”<\/p>\n He placed it on the table.<\/p>\n I opened it.<\/p>\n Inside were financial records.<\/p>\n Names.<\/p>\n Payments.<\/p>\n Photographs.<\/p>\n Contracts.<\/p>\n And something else.<\/p>\n A list.<\/p>\n Four names were highlighted.<\/p>\n EVELYN WARD<\/strong><\/p>\n DANIEL WARD<\/strong><\/p>\n THOMAS WARD<\/strong><\/p>\n And beneath them:<\/p>\n MICHAEL WARD<\/strong><\/p>\n I stared at my name.<\/p>\n “What does this mean?”<\/p>\n My father sat down.<\/p>\n “It means your family was part of something much bigger.”<\/p>\n “I wasn’t.”<\/p>\n “Not knowingly.”<\/p>\n “Then why is my name here?”<\/p>\n “Because the money was moved through an account created in your name.”<\/p>\n “When?”<\/p>\n “Twenty-two years ago.”<\/p>\n I frowned.<\/p>\n “I was a teenager.”<\/p>\n “I know.”<\/p>\n “Who created it?”<\/p>\n He looked at me.<\/p>\n “Your mother.”<\/p>\n I pushed the papers away.<\/p>\n “No.”<\/p>\n “Yes.”<\/p>\n “Why would she?”<\/p>\n “Because she needed a clean identity.”<\/p>\n “Mine?”<\/p>\n “You had no criminal history.”<\/p>\n I stared at him.<\/p>\n “Neither did she.”<\/p>\n “She did after your father’s investigation.”<\/p>\n “What investigation?”<\/p>\n He leaned back.<\/p>\n “Before I disappeared, I was investigating a network that moved illegal money through legitimate businesses.”<\/p>\n “How much?”<\/p>\n “Millions.”<\/p>\n “How many people?”<\/p>\n “Too many.”<\/p>\n “And my mother?”<\/p>\n “She wasn’t the mastermind.”<\/p>\n “Then who was?”<\/p>\n My father looked at me.<\/p>\n “Someone who has been dead for a long time.”<\/p>\n I frowned.<\/p>\n “Who?”<\/p>\n He hesitated.<\/p>\n “Your grandfather.”<\/p>\n My mouth went dry.<\/p>\n “My grandfather died before I was born.”<\/p>\n “Exactly.”<\/p>\n “What does that mean?”<\/p>\n “His network survived him.”<\/p>\n “And my mother inherited it?”<\/p>\n “Part of it.”<\/p>\n “Daniel?”<\/p>\n “Part of it.”<\/p>\n “And you?”<\/p>\n “I tried to destroy it.”<\/p>\n “Then why did you disappear?”<\/p>\n “Because I failed.”<\/p>\n My father walked toward a window.<\/p>\n “I thought disappearing would protect you.”<\/p>\n “It destroyed our family.”<\/p>\n “I know.”<\/p>\n “You let me believe you abandoned us.”<\/p>\n “I know.”<\/p>\n “You let Mom pretend she was grieving.”<\/p>\n “I know.”<\/p>\n “You let me visit your grave.”<\/p>\n His shoulders lowered.<\/p>\n “I know.”<\/p>\n I wanted to hit him.<\/p>\n I wanted to hug him.<\/p>\n I wanted to scream.<\/p>\n Instead I asked:<\/p>\n “Did you ever stop loving us?”<\/p>\n He turned.<\/p>\n “Never.”<\/p>\n “Then why?”<\/p>\n “Because the first person they killed was your uncle.”<\/p>\n I froze.<\/p>\n “What uncle?”<\/p>\n “Your mother’s brother.”<\/p>\n “I never knew I had an uncle.”<\/p>\n “Exactly.”<\/p>\n He opened another file.<\/p>\n Inside was a photograph.<\/p>\n A man I had never seen.<\/p>\n “Your mother told everyone he died in an accident.”<\/p>\n “What really happened?”<\/p>\n “He was investigating the network.”<\/p>\n “Who killed him?”<\/p>\n “We never proved it.”<\/p>\n “Then how do you know?”<\/p>\n “Because I saw the aftermath.”<\/p>\n He looked away.<\/p>\n “I was next.”<\/p>\n A sound came from the warehouse.<\/p>\n A metallic click.<\/p>\n My father stopped.<\/p>\n He looked toward the entrance.<\/p>\n “What was that?”<\/p>\n I whispered:<\/p>\n “I don’t know.”<\/p>\n He moved quickly.<\/p>\n “Stay behind me.”<\/p>\n The lights flickered.<\/p>\n Then went out.<\/p>\n Darkness.<\/p>\n My father whispered:<\/p>\n “Don’t move.”<\/p>\n I heard footsteps.<\/p>\n One.<\/p>\n Two.<\/p>\n Three.<\/p>\n Someone was walking through the warehouse.<\/p>\n I reached for my phone.<\/p>\n My father grabbed my wrist.<\/p>\n “No light.”<\/p>\n The footsteps stopped.<\/p>\n Then a voice came from the darkness.<\/p>\n “Thomas.”<\/p>\n My father’s body went rigid.<\/p>\n I recognized the voice.<\/p>\n Evelyn.<\/p>\n “Mom?”<\/p>\n She stepped into the faint light coming through the windows.<\/p>\n She wasn’t alone.<\/p>\n Daniel stood beside her.<\/p>\n And in Daniel’s hand was Miss Button.<\/p>\n My heart stopped.<\/p>\n “How did you find us?”<\/p>\n Evelyn smiled.<\/p>\n “You really thought your father could hide you?”<\/p>\n My father stepped forward.<\/p>\n “You shouldn’t have come.”<\/p>\n She laughed.<\/p>\n “I’ve been looking for you for eleven years.”<\/p>\n “Why?”<\/p>\n “Because you took something from me.”<\/p>\n “What?”<\/p>\n “The ledger.”<\/p>\n My father looked at me.<\/p>\n “Now you know.”<\/p>\n Evelyn stepped closer.<\/p>\n “Give it back.”<\/p>\n “No.”<\/p>\n “Then Michael dies.”<\/p>\n My blood ran cold.<\/p>\n She pointed toward me.<\/p>\n “Just like his wife was supposed to.”<\/p>\n My father moved.<\/p>\n Daniel raised a gun.<\/p>\n “Don’t.”<\/p>\n I stared at my brother.<\/p>\n “Daniel?”<\/p>\n His hands were shaking.<\/p>\n “Put it down.”<\/p>\n “I can’t.”<\/p>\n “You can.”<\/p>\n “I can’t.”<\/p>\n Evelyn turned toward him.<\/p>\n “Do it.”<\/p>\n Daniel closed his eyes.<\/p>\n Then opened them.<\/p>\n And pointed the gun at our mother.<\/p>\n “No.”<\/p>\n Evelyn stared at him.<\/p>\n “What did you say?”<\/p>\n Daniel’s voice trembled.<\/p>\n “I said no.”<\/p>\n My father looked shocked.<\/p>\n So did I.<\/p>\n Daniel lowered the weapon.<\/p>\n “I’m done.”<\/p>\n Evelyn’s expression changed.<\/p>\n “You ungrateful\u2014”<\/p>\n “I did everything you asked.”<\/p>\n “You owe me.”<\/p>\n “I gave you the money.”<\/p>\n “You helped me get Clara out of the way.”<\/p>\n “I didn’t know you were going to poison her.”<\/p>\n Evelyn’s face went pale.<\/p>\n Daniel immediately covered his mouth.<\/p>\n He realized what he’d just admitted.<\/p>\n I stared at him.<\/p>\n “You poisoned Clara?”<\/p>\n “No.”<\/p>\n “You just said\u2014”<\/p>\n “I didn’t mean\u2014”<\/p>\n “Who did?”<\/p>\n Daniel looked at my father.<\/p>\n Then at me.<\/p>\n “Her.”<\/p>\n He pointed at Evelyn.<\/p>\n “Mom ordered it.”<\/p>\n Evelyn slapped him.<\/p>\n “Shut up!”<\/p>\n Daniel stumbled backward.<\/p>\n And in that moment, my father rushed forward.<\/p>\n The warehouse exploded into chaos.<\/p>\n I heard a gunshot.<\/p>\n Then another.<\/p>\n Someone screamed.<\/p>\n I dropped to the floor.<\/p>\n Miss Button flew from Daniel’s hand.<\/p>\n My father tackled the man who had been hiding behind Evelyn.<\/p>\n A struggle erupted.<\/p>\n I crawled toward the doll.<\/p>\n My fingers closed around it.<\/p>\n Then I heard Lily’s recorded voice.<\/p>\n The voice box had activated.<\/p>\n “Daddy?”<\/p>\n I froze.<\/p>\n The recording continued.<\/p>\n “I found something.”<\/p>\n Static.<\/p>\n Then Lily whispered:<\/p>\n “Grandma has another key.”<\/p>\n I looked at Evelyn.<\/p>\n She was staring at the doll.<\/p>\n Her face was filled with terror.<\/p>\n Lily continued:<\/p>\n “It’s under her necklace.”<\/p>\n I looked at my mother.<\/p>\n She instinctively grabbed the necklace around her neck.<\/p>\n My father shouted:<\/p>\n “Michael!”<\/p>\n I lunged forward.<\/p>\n Evelyn ran.<\/p>\n I chased her.<\/p>\n She reached the warehouse door.<\/p>\n I grabbed her arm.<\/p>\n She turned.<\/p>\n For one second, we stared at each other.<\/p>\n “Mom.”<\/p>\n She was crying.<\/p>\n “Let me go.”<\/p>\n “No.”<\/p>\n “You don’t understand.”<\/p>\n “Then explain.”<\/p>\n “I did it for you.”<\/p>\n “You poisoned my wife.”<\/p>\n “I did it to protect you.”<\/p>\n “You starved my daughter.”<\/p>\n “I was trying to keep you alive.”<\/p>\n “You stole my money.”<\/p>\n “I was paying them.”<\/p>\n “Who?”<\/p>\n She looked behind me.<\/p>\n At my father.<\/p>\n Then back at me.<\/p>\n “The people who have been waiting for your father to die.”<\/p>\n I felt my grip loosen.<\/p>\n “Why?”<\/p>\n She whispered:<\/p>\n “Because your father didn’t steal the ledger.”<\/p>\n I stared at her.<\/p>\n “Then who did?”<\/p>\n She looked at Daniel.<\/p>\n Then at me.<\/p>\n “You did.”<\/p>\n I stepped back.<\/p>\n “What?”<\/p>\n She smiled through her tears.<\/p>\n “You just don’t remember.”<\/p>\n My father suddenly shouted:<\/p>\n “MICHAEL!”<\/p>\n I turned.<\/p>\n The man he had been fighting was gone.<\/p>\n Daniel was on the floor.<\/p>\n Blood covered his shirt.<\/p>\n “Daniel!”<\/p>\n I ran toward him.<\/p>\n He grabbed my arm.<\/p>\n “Listen.”<\/p>\n “I’m calling an ambulance.”<\/p>\n “No.”<\/p>\n “Daniel\u2014”<\/p>\n “No time.”<\/p>\n His breathing was shallow.<\/p>\n He reached into his pocket.<\/p>\n He pulled out a small key.<\/p>\n “Take this.”<\/p>\n “What is it?”<\/p>\n “The second safe.”<\/p>\n I stared at him.<\/p>\n “You know where it is?”<\/p>\n He nodded.<\/p>\n “Where?”<\/p>\n He looked toward Evelyn.<\/p>\n “She lied.”<\/p>\n “About what?”<\/p>\n “The grave.”<\/p>\n My heart stopped.<\/p>\n “Where is it?”<\/p>\n Daniel whispered:<\/p>\n “Under your daughter’s bed.”<\/p>\n I stared at him.<\/p>\n “What?”<\/p>\n “That’s where she hid it.”<\/p>\n “Why?”<\/p>\n “Because she knew no one would search there.”<\/p>\n His grip weakened.<\/p>\n “Michael…”<\/p>\n “I’m here.”<\/p>\n “There was never supposed to be a Part Two.”<\/p>\n I frowned.<\/p>\n “What?”<\/p>\n He closed his eyes.<\/p>\n “What are you talking about?”<\/p>\n “The plan…”<\/p>\n He struggled to breathe.<\/p>\n “…was to make you disappear too.”<\/p>\n Then he went still.<\/p>\n “Daniel!”<\/p>\n I shook him.<\/p>\n “Daniel!”<\/p>\n Nothing.<\/p>\n Evelyn screamed from across the warehouse.<\/p>\n “NO!”<\/p>\n My father looked at her.<\/p>\n “What have you done?”<\/p>\n She stared at Daniel.<\/p>\n Then at me.<\/p>\n And finally at the doll.<\/p>\n “I didn’t do this.”<\/p>\n Detective Harris’s voice suddenly came through my phone.<\/p>\n “Michael!”<\/p>\n I answered.<\/p>\n “We traced the call.”<\/p>\n “Where are you?”<\/p>\n “Outside the warehouse.”<\/p>\n I looked toward the doors.<\/p>\n Red and blue lights flashed through the windows.<\/p>\n Police surrounded the building.<\/p>\n For one second, I thought we were safe.<\/p>\n Then my father grabbed my shoulder.<\/p>\n “No.”<\/p>\n “What?”<\/p>\n He looked toward the police vehicles.<\/p>\n “Those aren’t all police.”<\/p>\n I stared.<\/p>\n “What do you mean?”<\/p>\n He pointed.<\/p>\n “Look at the cars.”<\/p>\n I did.<\/p>\n Several vehicles had no markings.<\/p>\n Men were getting out.<\/p>\n Weapons visible.<\/p>\n My father whispered:<\/p>\n “They’re here for the ledger.”<\/p>\n I looked at the black box.<\/p>\n Then at Miss Button.<\/p>\n Then at my mother’s necklace.<\/p>\n Then at the key Daniel had given me.<\/p>\n Three pieces of a puzzle.<\/p>\n But none of them explained the most terrifying thing.<\/p>\n Why did I supposedly steal the ledger?<\/p>\n And why couldn’t I remember?<\/p>\n The warehouse doors burst open.<\/p>\n Men in tactical clothing stormed inside.<\/p>\n “DOWN!”<\/p>\n Gunfire erupted.<\/p>\n My father pushed me behind a steel table.<\/p>\n Evelyn disappeared into the chaos.<\/p>\n Daniel was still on the floor.<\/p>\n Detective Harris entered from another door.<\/p>\n “MICHAEL!”<\/p>\n “I’m here!”<\/p>\n “GET OUT!”<\/p>\n “Where?”<\/p>\n “BACK EXIT!”<\/p>\n My father grabbed Miss Button.<\/p>\n I grabbed the black box.<\/p>\n We ran.<\/p>\n Behind us, gunfire echoed through the warehouse.<\/p>\n We reached the back exit.<\/p>\n My father stopped.<\/p>\n “There.”<\/p>\n A motorcycle.<\/p>\n “Get on.”<\/p>\n We climbed aboard.<\/p>\n The motorcycle tore into the rain.<\/p>\n For several minutes, neither of us spoke.<\/p>\n Then my father handed me a folded piece of paper.<\/p>\n “What is this?”<\/p>\n “Your mother’s confession.”<\/p>\n I opened it.<\/p>\n The first line read:<\/p>\n I DID NOT KILL THOMAS WARD.<\/strong><\/p>\n I looked at my father.<\/p>\n “What?”<\/p>\n He said nothing.<\/p>\n I read further.<\/p>\n I HELPED HIM DISAPPEAR.<\/strong><\/p>\n My heart stopped.<\/p>\n Then:<\/p>\n But I did not know he would come back.<\/strong><\/p>\n I turned the page.<\/p>\n There was only one sentence.<\/p>\n The person who ordered everything is not Evelyn.<\/strong><\/p>\n I stared at the words.<\/p>\n Below them was a name.<\/p>\n A name I had never expected.<\/p>\n A name that made my father’s hands tighten around the motorcycle handlebars.<\/p>\n The name was:<\/p>\n CLARA WARD.<\/strong><\/p>\n I stopped breathing.<\/p>\n “No.”<\/p>\n My father didn’t look at me.<\/p>\n “Michael…”<\/p>\n “That’s impossible.”<\/p>\n “I know.”<\/p>\n “My wife?”<\/p>\n “I don’t believe it.”<\/p>\n “But the confession\u2014”<\/p>\n “Could be 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is not the fourth person.”<\/strong><\/p>\n The recording stopped.<\/p>\n I looked at my father.<\/p>\n “Then who is?”<\/p>\n He looked at me.<\/p>\n His eyes were filled with fear.<\/p>\n “Michael…”<\/p>\n “What?”<\/p>\n He swallowed.<\/p>\n “The fourth person is you.”<\/p>\n The motorcycle disappeared into the darkness.<\/p>\n And for the first time that night, I wondered whether my memories belonged to me at all.<\/p>\n Because if my father was telling the truth…<\/p>\n If Clara had been sent to watch my family…<\/p>\n If my mother had spent eleven years protecting a secret…<\/p>\n If Daniel had been helping them…<\/p>\n Then there was only one explanation left.<\/p>\n Someone had erased part of my past.<\/p>\n And whatever they had erased…<\/p>\n was the reason everyone wanted me dead.<\/p>\n TO BE CONTINUED IN PART 6…<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" PART 5 \u2014 THE FOURTH PERSON The gunshot echoed through the cemetery. 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