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Chapter 12 - The Key

After Harold’s funeral, Lily received nothing.

No inheritance.

No message.

Then, three months ago, a lawyer in Nevada contacted her.

He had been instructed years earlier to deliver a small package if Harold died.

Inside was a brass key.

And a note:

When you’re ready to know what your sister protected, open Box 417.

The handwriting was Margaret’s.

Not Harold’s.

The note was dated 2001.

Twenty-two years after Margaret supposedly disappeared.

William felt his pulse accelerate.

“Margaret was alive in 2001?”

“Yes.”

“So your father lied about that too.”

“Yes.”

The safe-deposit box contained deeds, photographs, and recorded testimony from Margaret.

Lily brought copies back east.

Someone learned she had returned.

The night she reached town, she was confronted outside a motel.

She remembered being forced into a vehicle.

Then waking inside the underground room.

She never saw who brought her there.

But she heard voices.

One belonged to Thomas.

The other—

May you like

Claire.

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