Then Frank found something tucked into the cover of an old service diary: a letter from Daniel to Ruth, written while he was overseas.

If Frank says a shipment is missing, listen to him.

He notices what everybody else walks past.

I read the sentence three times.

Daniel hadn’t known what Harold Sterling would become.

Frank hadn’t known his niece would one day marry Harold’s son.

Ruth hadn’t known her investment might still be disputed decades later.

Yet all of their lives had touched this one company.