“Still, there will be a birth certificate on file somewhere,” Lacey said. “We can begin there if nothing else surfaces. Probably not a lot of Zinnias born in New York.”

“We don’t know for sure she was born in New York,” Reid said.

“True,” Lacey agreed, “but most people tend to stay around the same area their whole life. It’s a start, at least.”

“The PIs will know what to do.” Rock smiled at Lacey. “Good work, baby.”

“I have my appointment Monday afternoon with the hypnotherapist. I might remember more. A last name would be a huge help.”

I nodded. The therapist had worked wonders for Roy. I hoped she could do it for Lacey as well.

Roy spoke then. “I got a call last night. From Riley.”

“Shit!” Reid nearly toppled off his chair. “That’s a first. Where is she?”

“The number she called from was an Ohio area code, but she wouldn’t tell me where she was.”

“Why did she call?”

“She wanted to make sure we knew she was innocent,” Roy said.

“None of us thought—” Reid stopped midsentence.

“Not before,” Rock said, “but after I told you the truth about Dad and Riley, it crossed all of your minds.”

“No.” Reid shook his head vehemently.

“Not really,” Roy agreed.

Reid cleared his throat. “Maybe I just didn’t want to think she’d do it. She sure had a hell of a reason to.”

“None of us know her very well,” Roy said, “but I didn’t think she could do it. Anyway, she didn’t. She swears it.”

“Good enough for me,” Rock said.

“And me,” Reid agreed.

“Still, she had a motive,” Lacey said. “Probably more than any of the rest of us.”

“Dad was a dick,” Reid said. “I can list a hundred people who had a motive.”

“None of whom are the daughter he sexually molested,” Rock said.

“I wonder…” I said to myself.

“What is it, Charlie?” Lacey asked.

“Oh. Sorry. I’m not a family member. I didn’t mean—”

“You’re my assistant. If you have something to add, please do.”

I sighed. “If he molested his daughter, isn’t it possible he might have done the same thing to other girls or women?”

Four pairs of eyes met my gaze. Had that really not occurred to any of them?

“He didn’t molest his sons,” Reid said quietly. “Though he did beat the shit out of us.”

“He liked girls,” Rock said. “Not so hard to believe.”

“But abusers aren’t like that,” Reid said. “It’s not the gender that matters. It’s the violation. The power.”

“Some abusers like men, some like women, and some like both. Makes sense to me.” Lacey cocked her head. “God, did I just say this sick shit makes sense to me?”

“We all know what you meant, Lace.” Rock stood and paced around the conference table. “This Zinnia. If she were Riley’s age…”