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Chapters (72)
  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright Notice
  3. PROLOGUE
  4. CHAPTER 1
  5. CHAPTER 2
  6. CHAPTER 3
  7. CHAPTER 4
  8. CHAPTER 5
  9. CHAPTER 6
  10. CHAPTER 7
  11. CHAPTER 8
  12. CHAPTER 9
  13. CHAPTER 10
  14. CHAPTER 11
  15. CHAPTER 12
  16. CHAPTER 13
  17. CHAPTER 14
  18. CHAPTER 15
  19. CHAPTER 16
  20. CHAPTER 17
  21. CHAPTER 18
  22. CHAPTER 19
  23. CHAPTER 20
  24. CHAPTER 21
  25. CHAPTER 22
  26. CHAPTER 23
  27. CHAPTER 24
  28. CHAPTER 25
  29. CHAPTER 26
  30. CHAPTER 27
  31. CHAPTER 28
  32. CHAPTER 29
  33. CHAPTER 30
  34. CHAPTER 31
  35. CHAPTER 32
  36. CHAPTER 33
  37. CHAPTER 34
  38. CHAPTER 35
  39. CHAPTER 36
  40. CHAPTER 37
  41. CHAPTER 38
  42. CHAPTER 39
  43. CHAPTER 40
  44. CHAPTER 41
  45. CHAPTER 42
  46. CHAPTER 43
  47. CHAPTER 44
  48. CHAPTER 45
  49. CHAPTER 46
  50. CHAPTER 47
  51. CHAPTER 48
  52. CHAPTER 49
  53. CHAPTER 50
  54. CHAPTER 51
  55. CHAPTER 52
  56. CHAPTER 53
  57. CHAPTER 54
  58. CHAPTER 55
  59. CHAPTER 56
  60. CHAPTER 57
  61. CHAPTER 58
  62. CHAPTER 59
  63. CHAPTER 60
  64. CHAPTER 61
  65. CHAPTER 62
  66. CHAPTER 63
  67. CHAPTER 64
  68. CHAPTER 65
  69. EPILOGUE
  70. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  71. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
  72. Newsletter Sign-up

Matt’s emotions were raging. He tried to read the story, but he couldn’t focus on the words. The world was tilting.

“I’m sorry,” the agent said again.

“Why would they say this?”

“I don’t know. Someone leaked that the crime scene may have been staged, the work of a professional, and that your father had an unusually large insurance policy. That’s probably all it took.”

Matt swallowed again, his mouth a desert.

“It’s not right,” Matt said, his voice laced with emotion.

“I know, Matthew,” Keller said.

“Is it true, that the scene was staged?”

Keller hesitated. “We’re still investigating,” she said. “But maybe.”

“The funeral is tomorrow. And everybody’s gonna think—” Matt repressed a sob. He needed to get it together.

“Here, have some water.” Keller slid Matt her glass and he downed it.

“There’s more, Matt. When the Mexican authorities returned your family, they included their effects. All of the phones and laptops had been wiped clean. And it wasn’t some mistake by the local cops taking the devices into inventory. They’d been scrubbed in a way that there was zero chance of retrieving any data; not even the most skilled computer forensics agents at the Bureau could recover anything. Whoever wiped them down knew what they were doing.”

“But who—why?” Matt’s voice was still quavering.

“I don’t know.”

“Do you think it’s related to Danny’s case?”

“I honestly don’t know.”

Matt wanted to scream, Then what the fuck do you know? But it wasn’t the agent’s fault.

As if reading his thoughts, Keller said, “Here’s what I do know: After your sister posted the video of the party on social media, she and your dad planned the Mexico trip to chase a lead.”

“What are you talking about?”

“A friend of Maggie’s from school is a computer whiz. Right before your family left for Mexico, she asked him to track down the location of a phone that called your dad’s phone. The kid traced it to Tulum, Mexico. And your father also made several Google searches about Tulum.”

“That’s why they went to Mexico? Tracking down some clue about my brother’s case?” It explained the spur-of-the-moment trip. And it smacked of Dad and Maggie.

“Also, Maggie asked her friend if it was possible to make a video call but digitally make it look like someone else was calling. The kid made her a video putting someone else’s face on your sister’s. I watched it and it looked real.”

“And let me guess,” Matt said. “It was Charlotte’s face.”

“How’d you know?” Keller asked.

“Apparently there are rumors that she’s still alive. That it wasn’t Charlotte’s body at the creek.”

Keller frowned.