Preston & Willa
“You need to be careful,” Victoria said at last.
“People have approached this family with all sorts of stories.”
I had never told her the girl’s name was connected to me beyond a coincidence.
Yet she sounded like someone answering an accusation.
“I asked whether you know anything, Mom.”
“I’m saying you must not let old mistakes endanger what you’ve built.”
The call ended with her promising to phone later.
I looked down at the terminal floor and felt the first hard edge of suspicion.