Twelve Months Later, Ethan Came Back With a Sleeping Newborn and a Broken Suitcase

“Documents can be misconstrued by people who do not understand private trusts,” Richard said.

He reached into his suit jacket and pulled out his phone.

The screen cast a pale light over his fingers.

“Where did you acquire the child, Ethan?”

Ethan put his hand back in his pocket.

His shoulders went rigid beneath his wet jacket.

“Chloe,” Ethan said.

“The nanny,” Richard said.