I Raised My Sister’s 9 Children After She Vanished During a Storm – 12 Years Later, My Youngest Nephew Looked at Me and Said, ‘I Know Where Mom Is Now’ – Page 8

That made Daniel suck in a breath.

Then a voice behind us said, “You really should have left this buried.”

Tom stood at the top of the stairs with a gun in his hand.

Daniel moved closer to me. Alice went still.

Tom looked almost annoyed. “You never learn, Alice.”

I said, “You threatened her for 12 years.”

He shrugged. “She stayed alive for 12 years, didn’t she?”

That made Daniel suck in a breath.

He didn’t answer directly. He didn’t need to.

I saw his phone half hidden in his sleeve, recording.

I said, “What did my brother-in-law find?”

Tom let out a tired laugh. “Enough to be inconvenient.”

“Kids were moved for money?”

He didn’t answer directly. He didn’t need to.

He said, “Your brother-in-law should have kept his mouth shut. Alice should have done the same.”

Alice stepped forward. “You stole years from my children.”

That landed like a slap.

Tom looked at her. “No. You handed them over when you stayed gone.”

That landed like a slap.

Then, from somewhere above us, we heard tires on wet gravel.

Tom heard it too. His eyes sharpened.

Alice said, “Rachel called them.”

His face changed.