open?”
Jonah took a slow breath.
“A safe deposit box my father rented under a false name. Daniel has been searching for it for years.”
“And you think I can find it?”
“I think your name is the reason it was hidden.”
For a moment, neither of us spoke.
Then Jonah reached into his pocket and placed a folded piece of paper beside the key.
It was an address.
My childhood address.
The apartment where my mother had lived before she died.
I felt the room tilt around me.
“My
mother had nothing to do with your family.”
Jonah’s expression changed.
“That’s what I believed too.”
I snatched the paper from the table.
“Tell me everything.”
He looked straight into my eyes.
“Your mother worked for my father. Before you were born, she discovered where he had hidden the evidence against Daniel. She disappeared shortly afterward.”
I shook my head.
“My mother died when I was nineteen. She was a normal woman. She worked two jobs to raise me and my brother.”
“Maybe that’s exactly what she wanted you to
