It was Daisy who broke the silence, huge gray eyes wide and full of confusion. "This was never about the treasure?"

Oh boy. "Sorry, Day." At least my head was a bit better. I was even able to sit up and not feel like the world was spinning and closing in around the edges in dark patches. "This was about Grandmother Iris knowing something was up with Marie but not having proof and doing her best to lay a trail for us to follow."

"For me to follow." Dad interrupted, ...