Home Entertainment Game Technology Advertisement Part 2: For eight years, my parents made me leave the house every time my brother brought his fiance over; Mom said, “She comes from a good family, don’t embarrass us”; Dad added, “Just disappear for the weekend”; I did; then one weekend, I never came back; it took them four years to find out where I went.

I wiped my eyes.

"Did my father kill her?"

Grant shook his head.

"The footage doesn't establish that. It shows an injury during a confrontation. We need the full medical evidence and witness statements."

I nodded.

I appreciated the distinction.

But the recording proved something else.

My father had taken evidence.

Then helped construct a false story about who died.

And he'd allowed his daughter to spend eight years believing she wasn't capable of living without him.

I looked at Grant.

"Did they ever find Nina's family?"

His expression changed.

"That's the next part of the investigation."

I stared at him.

"What do you mean?"

"Her original records contain an address, but it was never properly followed up."

My heart tightened.

"Did she have parents?"

Grant hesitated.

"She had a younger brother."

I covered my mouth.

Somewhere, another family had spent twelve years not knowing what happened to a girl they loved.