way.
“What?”
He looked at Jonah, then back at me.
“He said she was murdered because she refused to tell him where the evidence was hidden.”
I felt Jonah take my hand.
For the first time since the black box appeared, he wasn’t looking at me like a man carrying a secret.
He looked like a man who had just realized the secret was far worse than he had imagined.
Daniel’s smile disappeared.
“Your brother talks too much.”
He reached inside his jacket.
Jonah immediately pushed me and my brother
behind him.
Then the lights went out.
A loud crash echoed through the building.
Someone shouted.
I heard footsteps racing across the floor, followed by the sound of a door slamming.
When the emergency lights finally flickered on, Daniel was gone.
So was the black folder he had been carrying.
Jonah rushed to the entrance, but the only thing waiting outside was an empty driveway.
My brother clutched my shoulder.
“There’s something else,” he whispered.
I turned toward him.
“What?”
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small
