“How did you get to the truth?” I asked.

“I’ve been working with a doctor who helps people recover their memories,” Theo said. “I’ve been spending more time in New York because of it, but I didn’t want my family to know. The day Caroline died, I came by the house quickly to pick up something . . . the doctor believes objects can help activate your memory.” Theo looked sheepish. “I know this sounds like mumbo jumbo, but it’s helped me.”

“Therapy is like that,” my father said. “Unless you’re involved, it can sound like nonsense.”

“What do you know about therapy?” I demanded.

“I go every week,” he answered.

“You do?”

“To group therapy,” he clarified. “I’ve done one-on-one as well. I felt foolish at first, talking so much about myself. I was raised never to do that. But you can’t change without understanding what’s wrong.”

“You need to do something to break bad programming,” Reagan said.

“You’ve done therapy?” I asked her.

“Every so often,” she said. “I started a few years after my dad died. I do telemedicine appointments.”

“My daughter is in school to be a therapist,” Gloria said. “I always said that’s just for crazy people, but she’s had me do a couple of sessions with a friend of hers. It really helps how you think.”

I realized I was completely outnumbered. “Your father told me you’d been to the house in the middle of the night,” I said to Theo. “It only made me more suspicious of you.”

“I already wanted Teddy far away from my father, but that’s imperative now. I think Ursula understands that, too, which is why she took him.” Theo paced anxiously. “I want to hear what happened to you, Deirdre.”

“I went to see an old friend of my sister’s,” I said. “A journalist named Ben Northcutt. He was helping Caro extort money out of your family.”

“He . . . she . . . what?” Theo blinked at me.

“You know your family is into money laundering, right?” I asked.

“That’s why I quit.”

“Caro was giving him information, and he was cashing in on it. He thought he and my sister were going to leave with Teddy and make a new life together. I made him admit he shoved her the morning she died. Caro fell and hit her head because of him.”

The doorbell rang. Theo went to answer it and returned with Jude Lazare in tow.

“Your father called me when you were in the hospital, Dee,” she said. “I can’t believe you’re out already.” She looked around nervously. “Where’s Teddy?”

“He’s gone. With Ursula—my stepmother—as far as we know,” Theo answered.

“I came over because . . . Ben called me,” Jude said. “To be more specific, he threatened me.”