“Come get your worthless daughter and take her back,” my mother-in-law shouted my father as I lay broken at the bottom of the stairs after my husband shoved me down. “Your family will answer for it if she has even a scratch,” was the sole warning Dad offered her. They had no notion who my father really was, so they made fun of him.

“What do you mean by that?

I said, my heart beating like mad.

“Never,” Laura dropped the ultimate revelation, “was the blue ledger kept in their corporate office safe.

‘Well, where is it?’ “Dad demanded.

Laura reached into her pocket and pulled out a small, shiny brass key and placed it on the table quietly.

“The physical ledger was in the blue file folder that Rachel took out of their house on October 14th,” Laura said.

I gasped out loud, my head spinning.