The postmark was from Cedar Rapids.
Four days earlier.
Evelyn saw it and pressed a hand to her mouth.
“I didn’t know that was there.”
Daniel turned it over.
The seal had not been broken.
“Did she leave this during the visit?”
“She must have.”
“Why didn’t she give it to me herself?”
Evelyn said nothing.
Daniel held the envelope for nearly a minute.
Then he opened it.
Inside was a single page and a photograph.
He read the page silently.
Halfway through, his expression changed.
“What does it say?” Evelyn asked.
Daniel handed the photograph to her without answering.
She stared at it.
I could see only the back, where a date had been written in dark ink.
August 3.
Four days ago.
“What is it?” Silas asked.
Daniel looked at me, then at Denise, as though he were searching for permission to delay the truth once more.
