She handed them over, and James flipped to the last page to check the name.

There it was: "Caroline Jasper."

I'd always practiced my handwriting, making it quite distinctive. James definitely recognized it.

His face went pale instantly.

"Do you have any photos?" he asked the elderly woman urgently.

I'd rarely seen James so rattled - he'd always maintained his composure around me.

The elderly woman shook her head, ...