Cecilia

“I don’t want to leave you,” I said honestly.

“Please listen.”

Tears filled my eyes as Greyson laid out the ugly truth. Neither of us knew if it was indisputable. What he said was the truth as he saw it. He explained how his evidence was circumstantial. However, as he laid out the timeline of my abduction, the pieces fit. It all pointed to my uncle Dante. Greyson had found one item of interest, one he hadn’t mentioned until just now.

“Did ...