The California police photographed the envelope before opening it. Rebecca received scanned copies nearly an hour later. By then Olivia\u2019s doctor had ordered her to rest, but she refused medication strong enough to make her sleep.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ve spent too much of this marriage not knowing what was happening around me,\u201d she said.<\/p>\n
I understood she wasn\u2019t only talking about Marjorie.<\/p>\n
The letter consisted of four surviving pages.<\/p>\n
The numbering indicated five.<\/p>\n
Page five was missing.<\/p>\n
Thomas wrote the letter to Elaine in frantic, cramped handwriting.<\/p>\n
He apologized first.<\/p>\n
For lying.<\/p>\n
For involving the family.<\/p>\n
For allowing Leonard into their lives.<\/p>\n
He admitted that Westbridge had been used to create fraudulent loans.<\/p>\n
Leonard found personal information.<\/p>\n
Thomas processed applications.<\/p>\n
Diane supplied medical records.<\/p>\n
Then Marjorie joined.<\/p>\n
According to Thomas, my mother was initially useful because she understood billing systems.<\/p>\n
She knew which records contained the most valuable identifying information.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe wasn\u2019t dragged into it,\u201d Olivia said.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe chose it.\u201d<\/p>\n
I kept reading.<\/p>\n
Thomas claimed Marjorie became more ambitious than Leonard.<\/p>\n
Small credit lines were inefficient.<\/p>\n
She wanted larger loans.<\/p>\n
Property.<\/p>\n
Insurance.<\/p>\n
Business financing.<\/p>\n
She studied victims.<\/p>\n
Looked for people unlikely to notice quickly.<\/p>\n
Elderly patients.<\/p>\n
Divorced couples.<\/p>\n
People who moved frequently.<\/p>\n
Dead people whose accounts remained active.<\/p>\n
The list made my stomach turn.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow many?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n
Rebecca shook her head.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
Thomas wrote that he wanted out.<\/p>\n
Leonard threatened him.<\/p>\n
Marjorie did something worse.<\/p>\n
She threatened Elaine.<\/p>\n
Olivia stopped me.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy mother?\u201d<\/p>\n
Thomas believed Marjorie had copied Elaine\u2019s information too.<\/p>\n
He warned his sister to change bank accounts, watch her credit, and leave Phoenix.<\/p>\n
That explained Elaine\u2019s fear.<\/p>\n
Her new life.<\/p>\n
Her refusal to talk about her brother.<\/p>\n
Thomas wrote that he had gathered proof.<\/p>\n
Ledgers.<\/p>\n
Original applications.<\/p>\n
Copies of signatures.<\/p>\n
A list of victims.<\/p>\n
He planned to turn everything over to federal investigators.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid he?\u201d<\/p>\n
The detective shook his head.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo record we\u2019ve found.\u201d<\/p>\n
The third page described the day before Thomas disappeared.<\/p>\n
Leonard confronted him at Westbridge.<\/p>\n
Marjorie was there.<\/p>\n
They demanded the records.<\/p>\n
Thomas lied and said he had destroyed them.<\/p>\n
He wrote that Leonard believed him.<\/p>\n
Marjorie did not.<\/p>\n
Then came a sentence I read three times.<\/p>\n
Marjorie scares me more because Leonard wants money. Marjorie wants control.<\/p>\n
I looked away.<\/p>\n
Olivia understood immediately.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe hasn\u2019t changed.\u201d<\/p>\n
No.<\/p>\n
Money explained some of what my mother did.<\/p>\n
Control explained the rest.<\/p>\n
Her spare key.<\/p>\n
The unannounced visits.<\/p>\n
The stolen card.<\/p>\n
The constant demand that I choose her interpretation over Olivia\u2019s reality.<\/p>\n
Financial theft was only one expression of something deeper.<\/p>\n
Page four became more urgent.<\/p>\n
Thomas said he had hidden the evidence somewhere Leonard would not think to search.<\/p>\n
He planned to retrieve it and leave.<\/p>\n
If Elaine received the letter, he would already be gone.<\/p>\n
If she did not hear from him within one week, she should assume something happened.<\/p>\n
The final paragraph ended halfway through a sentence.<\/p>\n
If Marjorie tells you I left because of the investigation, do not believe her. She knows about the place where\u2014<\/p>\n
Nothing.<\/p>\n
Page five was missing.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe hiding place,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n
Rebecca nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cProbably.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWho removed it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo way to know.\u201d<\/p>\n
But someone had wanted the letter preserved without the location.<\/p>\n
Why preserve any of it?<\/p>\n
That bothered me.<\/p>\n
If Marjorie or Leonard found the letter decades ago, why not destroy the whole thing?<\/p>\n
Olivia asked the same question.<\/p>\n
The detective suggested someone else might have removed the page.<\/p>\n
Thomas himself.<\/p>\n
Elaine.<\/p>\n
My father.<\/p>\n
A third conspirator.<\/p>\n
We didn\u2019t know.<\/p>\n
I studied the envelope.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere did police say it was found?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTaped beneath a drawer in Elaine\u2019s storage unit.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWho put it there?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cElaine says she didn\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n
Olivia looked toward the phone.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo someone had access to Mom\u2019s belongings.\u201d<\/p>\n
Possibly Diane.<\/p>\n
Possibly Rachel.<\/p>\n
Possibly Thomas.<\/p>\n
The past had too many hands in it.<\/p>\n
Then Carlos called.<\/p>\n
I almost ignored it.<\/p>\n
Something told me not to.<\/p>\n
\u201cDerek, you need to come back to the shop.\u201d<\/p>\n
My stomach tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat now?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYour dad\u2019s old toolbox.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat about it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPolice brought some property from the storage unit for identification.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOne of the officers asked me about the toolbox.\u201d<\/p>\n
I waited.<\/p>\n
Carlos lowered his voice.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt has a false bottom.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stood.<\/p>\n
Rebecca saw my face.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
I put the call on speaker.<\/p>\n
Carlos continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cThere\u2019s something inside.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cA notebook.\u201d<\/p>\n
The room changed.<\/p>\n
Thomas said he hid evidence somewhere Leonard would not think to look.<\/p>\n
My father had somehow acquired records about Westbridge years later.<\/p>\n
Could Thomas have given them to him?<\/p>\n
Or had my father found them independently?<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat kind of notebook?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOld. Black cover.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca looked at the detective.<\/p>\n
He was already standing.<\/p>\n
Nobody allowed me to drive.<\/p>\n
Again.<\/p>\n
This time I didn\u2019t argue.<\/p>\n
Olivia remained at the hospital under protection.<\/p>\n
Before I left, I stopped near her bed.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ll tell you everything.\u201d<\/p>\n
She looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cTell the police everything first.\u201d<\/p>\n
I nodded.<\/p>\n
That distinction mattered.<\/p>\n
At the shop, the toolbox sat inside my office under police supervision.<\/p>\n
I recognized it immediately.<\/p>\n
Blue steel.<\/p>\n
Rust around the handle.<\/p>\n
My father used it for years.<\/p>\n
After he died, Marjorie told me she donated most of his tools.<\/p>\n
Apparently this one went into storage instead.<\/p>\n
An officer showed us the false panel.<\/p>\n
Beneath it lay a thin black notebook wrapped in plastic.<\/p>\n
No label.<\/p>\n
No name.<\/p>\n
The first page contained account numbers.<\/p>\n
The second listed initials.<\/p>\n
The third listed full names.<\/p>\n
Dozens.<\/p>\n
Maybe hundreds.<\/p>\n
Beside each were dates and amounts.<\/p>\n
Some entries stretched back thirty years.<\/p>\n
Rebecca photographed nothing until police authorized it.<\/p>\n
I scanned the pages.<\/p>\n
Then I found my name.<\/p>\n
DEREK HALE.<\/p>\n
Multiple entries.<\/p>\n
Starting when I was seventeen.<\/p>\n
Olivia\u2019s name appeared years later.<\/p>\n
ELAINE PORTER.<\/p>\n
DIANE MORGAN.<\/p>\n
THOMAS PORTER.<\/p>\n
My father.<\/p>\n
ROBERT HALE.<\/p>\n
I froze.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy dad was a victim too.\u201d<\/p>\n
Amounts appeared beside his name.<\/p>\n
Several loans.<\/p>\n
One insurance-related notation.<\/p>\n
A property transfer attempt.<\/p>\n
My mother had not merely hidden her crimes from him.<\/p>\n
She had used his identity.<\/p>\n
No wonder he eventually discovered everything.<\/p>\n
Then Rebecca pointed.<\/p>\n
\u201cLook.\u201d<\/p>\n
An entry dated two weeks before my father died.<\/p>\n
R.H. \u2014 FILE CLOSED.<\/p>\n
My mouth dried.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat does file closed mean?\u201d<\/p>\n
Nobody answered.<\/p>\n
I turned pages.<\/p>\n
The same phrase appeared beside other names.<\/p>\n
Some had dates.<\/p>\n
Some did not.<\/p>\n
Elaine Porter did not.<\/p>\n
Diane Morgan did.<\/p>\n
Five years earlier.<\/p>\n
Two days after the date Rachel said Marjorie visited her mother.<\/p>\n
I felt sick.<\/p>\n
\u201cFile closed.\u201d<\/p>\n
The detective photographed the entry.<\/p>\n
\u201cDo not interpret terminology before we know what it means.\u201d<\/p>\n
Again, correct.<\/p>\n
Again, impossible.<\/p>\n
I searched Thomas Porter.<\/p>\n
His entry ended decades earlier.<\/p>\n
T.P. \u2014 CLOSED.<\/p>\n
No date.<\/p>\n
Olivia\u2019s remained open.<\/p>\n
So did mine.<\/p>\n
A final section of the notebook contained initials rather than names.<\/p>\n
One repeated constantly.<\/p>\n
M.H.<\/p>\n
Marjorie Hale.<\/p>\n
Another:<\/p>\n
L.V.<\/p>\n
Leonard Voss.<\/p>\n
And one I didn\u2019t recognize.<\/p>\n
E.C.<\/p>\n
Payments were recorded beside E.C. for years.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat\u2019s E.C.?\u201d<\/p>\n
No one knew.<\/p>\n
The most recent payment was three months earlier.<\/p>\n
Whoever E.C. was, they might still be involved.<\/p>\n
Rebecca called Olivia.<\/p>\n
I listened as she explained.<\/p>\n
Olivia asked a question none of us had considered.<\/p>\n
\u201cIs Rachel in the notebook?\u201d<\/p>\n
I searched.<\/p>\n
Rachel Morgan.<\/p>\n
One entry.<\/p>\n
Not financial.<\/p>\n
R.M. \u2014 LEVERAGE.<\/p>\n
I read it aloud.<\/p>\n
Rebecca\u2019s face hardened.<\/p>\n
Rachel had not simply been an accomplice.<\/p>\n
She had been something Marjorie believed she could use.<\/p>\n
\u201cTell Nevada police,\u201d Olivia said.<\/p>\n
The detective did.<\/p>\n
Then I turned to the final pages.<\/p>\n
Most were blank.<\/p>\n
Except the last.<\/p>\n
A handwritten address.<\/p>\n
No city.<\/p>\n
Just a street and number.<\/p>\n
I recognized it.<\/p>\n
My childhood home.<\/p>\n
The house Marjorie still lived in.<\/p>\n
Beneath the address was a short sequence.<\/p>\n
GARAGE \u2014 NORTH WALL \u2014 3RD STUD.<\/p>\n
My father\u2019s handwriting.<\/p>\n
Not Thomas\u2019s.<\/p>\n
I stared.<\/p>\n
The garage.<\/p>\n
The place where my father argued with Marjorie and Leonard the night he died.<\/p>\n
The place I had remembered another man standing beside the workbench.<\/p>\n
My father had hidden something there.<\/p>\n
Maybe Thomas\u2019s missing evidence.<\/p>\n
Maybe the notebook\u2019s source records.<\/p>\n
Maybe the fifth page.<\/p>\n
I wanted to go immediately.<\/p>\n
The detective refused.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe obtain a warrant.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe\u2019ll destroy it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIf we rush without legal authority, we jeopardize evidence.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe already knows we\u2019re looking.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe know.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca stepped closer.<\/p>\n
\u201cDerek, this is exactly when you need not to improvise.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at my father\u2019s handwriting.<\/p>\n
Third stud.<\/p>\n
Something had been inside that wall for eight years.<\/p>\n
Maybe longer.<\/p>\n
I forced myself to sit.<\/p>\n
The warrant process began.<\/p>\n
Two hours later, officers were preparing to search Marjorie\u2019s house.<\/p>\n
Then one of them received a call.<\/p>\n
He turned toward us.<\/p>\n
\u201cFire department.\u201d<\/p>\n
My heart dropped.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThere\u2019s a structure fire.\u201d<\/p>\n
I already knew.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere?\u201d<\/p>\n
He gave the address.<\/p>\n
My mother\u2019s house.<\/p>\n
By the time we reached the street, flames were punching through the garage roof.<\/p>\n
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