Sam showed him her badge. “Lieutenant Holland, Metro PD.”

“What do you want?”

Okay, Sam thought, so that’s how we’re going to play it? “I’ve been involved in your brother’s case for days now. I wanted to check on how he’s doing.”

“By involved do you mean how you allowed him to be kidnapped at gunpoint and taken hostage?”

“I understand that you’re upset, Mr. Hamilton—”

“You don’t understand anything. My father has been murdered, my brother has been viciously assaulted and my mother has been arrested. You don’t have the first clue how I feel!”

“Could we go somewhere and talk? Please? I have information I think you and your sister would want to know.”

For a second she thought he was going to say no, but then his shoulders sagged and he turned to walk away.

Sam grimaced at the Patrol officers and went after him. They ended up in the waiting room where a woman who bore a striking resemblance to him was bent over her phone.

“Maura, this is Lieutenant Holland from the Metro PD. She says she has info we need to know.”

Maura looked up from her phone, and Sam could tell that Maura recognized her, but she didn’t mention it. “What kind of information?”

“The kind that will be difficult to hear.” Sam closed the door and sat across from them.

“More difficult than our father being murdered or our brother being abducted or our mother being arrested?” Maura asked.

Sam had to remember she was dealing with a lawyer in addition to a bereaved daughter. “Yes, possibly.”

“So what is it?” Mark asked.

“Thirty years ago this week, a baby was kidnapped from a hospital in Tennessee.”

“What does that have to do with us?” Maura asked.

“That baby is your brother Josh.” She watched as two intelligent, accomplished people tried to wrap their brains around what she was telling them.

They exchanged glances.

“That can’t be true,” Maura said. “Mother had him when we moved back to Virginia. He wasn’t even born in Tennessee.”

“Do you remember your mother being pregnant and having a baby?”

“I remember it vividly,” Mark said. “Her belly was huge. I remember being afraid she was going to break open.”

“I remember that too! Her skin was so tight and stretched.”

Sam reeled as she listened to them. So Courtney had been pregnant when she left Knoxville to go home to Virginia? Neither of her friends had mentioned that.

“So there’s no way the baby that went missing could be our brother,” Mark said.

“Actually, it is him. We have DNA evidence linking him to the father of the missing baby.”

“Are you insinuating that our parents had something to do with taking that baby?” Maura asked.