He made it sound like disobeying him would starve us.”

“What changed?” I asked.

“His contempt for everyone who couldn’t afford to fight back.”

She had left town after an argument with him.

Months later she saw Megan in a photograph circulated by a neighborhood pantry’s holiday fundraiser.

She recognized the woman whose name had been on her father’s file.

“I sent the necklace back,” she admitted.

“I shouldn’t have touched it without speaking to police first.