Noah POV

Aunt Rachel picks up on the second ring, which means she was expecting the call.

“Noah.” Her voice is the careful neutrality of someone who has already decided what they’re going to say before the conversation starts.

“You know why I’m calling.”

A pause. “I know what you think you know,” she says, “and I’m going to tell you that there’s nothing I can share with you about this. Not because I don’t care about Zoe. Because I do. But some ...