“I need you to trust me.”
Fear flashed across her face.
“Mom—”
“I believe you.”
She went still.
“I believe you.”
Tears filled her eyes.
“I need to make some calls before Adrian gets home.” WritersResources
She nodded.
First call:
Lola.
She answered immediately.
“Claire?”
“I need help.”
There was no hesitation.
“I’ve been waiting years to hear you say that.”
“I have documents.”
“Bring everything.”
“Can you come here?”
“I’m leaving now.”
Second call:
Harold.
My father’s retired estate attorney. Parenting
He still had copies of the original trust documents stored in a banker’s box.
“I’ll send them today.”
“Was Adrian ever authorized to put the money in his own name?”
Harold went silent.
Then:
“Absolutely not.”
My stomach dropped.
Third call:
Detective Alvarez.
The same detective who had kept Sophie’s missing-person file open.
“I found her.”
“You found Sophie?”
