And I — I said almost nothing at all.

Because my father had taught me something, long ago, in that very house, that rose up in me now with total clarity. Never show a thief which lock still works. I let them believe every lock was broken.

I let Derek believe the camera was the only one, and that he had destroyed it.

I lay in that hospital bed and let them think they had gotten away with it, because a thief who thinks he is safe keeps stealing, out in the open, where you can finally catch him.

Chapter 5 — I Remember