“One of those folders had your name written across the front,” he said.
“What did it say?”
He swallowed.
“Project Margaret.”
The room went completely silent.
Dr. Parker looked from Daniel to me and back again. She closed the folder very slowly.
“I think,” she said quietly, “I’ll give you two a few minutes.”
She stepped out and closed the door behind her.
I sat there for a long time.
“Daniel,” I finally said. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
He didn’t answer.
“Twelve years. You found a safe in my basement with my name on a folder, and you never said a word?”
“I couldn’t,” he said.
“Why not?”
He looked up at me. His eyes were wet.
“Because I thought Dad was having an affair,” he said. “With her. With Evelyn Carter.”
The words hit me harder than anything Dr. Osei had said all day.
