Caleb had found a book about mountain rescue helicopters and was showing a photograph to Asher.

Their excitement filled the room with a welcome, ordinary noise.

“Can I see the records?” Tristan asked.

“Yes.

We can arrange to verify parentage in a way that respects the boys and protects everyone’s privacy.

But you are not going to examine them as though they’re exhibits in a hearing.”

Robert nodded once.

“Fair enough.”