to be shackled to the memory of a dead soldier in some subsidized military tract housing!”
“Mom, stop!” Vanessa sobbed, burying her face in her hands.
“No, Vanessa, let her talk,” I said coldly. “Tell me where that boy has been for the last four years.”
Marcus stepped forward, laying a file on the coffee table. “Patricia placed him in an unregistered private care facility across state lines in Idaho under an alias. She used Thomas’s military survivor payouts—which she illegally routed using forged power-of-attorney documents—to pay the caretakers and siphon off the remainder into her own accounts. But two weeks ago, the facility was flagged by state inspectors for unlicensed operation. Patricia had to pull the boy out fast.”
“And you brought him here,” I said, looking at Claire. “To my home. While I was out of town.”
Claire began to hyperventilate. “Daniel, Mom told us we were just
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