“The study is on the other side of the house. Dad sent Brian upstairs and said Jake had run away. By the time I got outside, Mrs. Patterson was already following him down the street.”
“Why didn’t you follow?”
“Dad grabbed my arm. He said Jake was afraid of me because of what you had done.”
I stared at her.
“That doesn’t make sense.”
“I know that now. At the time, everyone was shouting. Scott said you had been manipulating us for years. Then Dad showed me the file.”
“Where did it come from?”
“He said someone delivered it three days ago.”
“Who?”
“He claimed he didn’t know.”
“What was in it?”
“Surveillance photographs of the house. Copies of old bank records. Reports about Dad’s company. A photograph of you near the lake.”
“Anything else?”
She nodded slowly.
“A photograph of us.”
“From when?”
“The night we met.”
