“And what did you find?”
“We found four-year-old Leo,” Marcus answered for him, his jaw clenched. “Along with two large duffel bags packed with children’s clothing, international travel documents, and fifty thousand dollars in cash withdrawn from an offshore trust.”
I stared at Patricia. The arrogant smirk that had lived on her face for the ten years I had known her was completely gone, replaced by a sullen, trapped glare.
“Thomas didn’t just leave his life insurance to our family,” I realized aloud, looking directly at Vanessa. “He left a sealed military survivor benefit trust for any future heirs. He told me about it before our last rotation. But we were told there was no child.”
“Because there wasn’t supposed to be!” Patricia hissed, finally snapping. “Thomas was reckless and common, just like you, Daniel! Vanessa was twenty-two years old, with her entire life ahead of her! She wasn’t going
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