Then back at her.
“My name is Daniel Reed.”
Clara frowned.
“I know that name.”
“You should.”
He slowly lifted the small box.
“Your brother talked about you every day.”
Clara’s eyes filled with tears.
“How?”
Daniel took a breath.
“Because I was there.”
The room seemed to become completely still.
I stepped outside and closed the door behind me.
“Tell me everything.”
Daniel nodded.
“I will.”
He looked down at the box.
“But not here.”
I didn’t trust him.
I didn’t even know if I believed what I was seeing.
But something in his expression wasn’t the expression of a man who had come to cause harm.
It was the expression of someone who had been carrying something heavy for a very long time.
I opened the door again.
“Come inside.”
Daniel entered.
Clara hadn’t moved.
Maya and Sophie were standing beside her, confused and frightened.
