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“And you took it.”
“I took it.”
Evelyn made a sound that was almost a laugh and almost a sob.
Daniel’s hand went to the edge of the table.
“So you did steal it.”
Henry looked at him for a long time.
“I took it from the safe before Malcolm could sell it. Your mother asked me to.”
The room changed around those words.
It did not become quieter. It became more dangerous.
Daniel had spent eighteen years arranging the past into a shape he could carry. Henry had stolen. His father had tried to save the family. His mother had suffered. Daniel had been helpless.
Simple things could be survived.
This was not simple.
“My mother asked you to take it?” he said.
“She knew about the trust.”
“Then why didn’t she tell us?”
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“She tried.”
Henry’s eyes moved to the document on the phone.
