Neither Sophie nor I knew who that was or what the notation meant.

We photographed it and left it unresolved.

A mystery did not have to be solved to make the verified part of the story significant.

After the charity organizer’s information came through, Sophie and I sat for a while in her parked car.

The engine was off.

The folder lay on her knees.

She had written down which parts the organizer confirmed from a retained message and which parts came from memory.

“She believed the family contact,” Sophie said.