Liam didn’t say anything for a while and then he pulled another picture out of his wallet and slid it across the table. “This is me and my mum,” he said.

Jonathon looked at the other photograph and his lungs seized in his chest. The woman staring back at him was someone he never thought he would ever see again. He tried to push away from the table, but the booth seating held him captive. He slid to the side, standing from the booth and running a hand through his hair as his ...