Quincy Martin knew the look well, and stepped through before she could put a name with the face.

Roxy swatted at the reporters who had been shouting questions at Lynn as they made their way to the car.

“Thanks for coming, friends! Keeping speaking truth to power! But I told you Lynn wasn’t taking any questions!” Roxy called out, jabbing at one reporter. “Nice spray tan, by the way!”

“There she is,” Lynn said, hurrying to the car. She opened the door for Roxy to climb in and followed, while camera lenses pressed up against the glass.

“Drive, Stella!” Roxy yelled.

But the car was already lurching forward, horn blaring to part the crowd.

“Mom, look,” Stella said, handing a laptop back to Lynn.

“Stella, focus on the road. Don’t hit anybody,” Lynn warned. “I know a lot of these people.”

“I’m afraid the site might crash! It’s already had so many hits!” Stella said. “But for now, it’s still on. Mom, you did it. After all this time, you did it. Dad would be so proud. So will Anne. Once she sees this, she’ll understand why we couldn’t text or call her back.”

“Anne would want us to find William, that’s all Anne would want,” Lynn said. “Did you see him, Stella? Did it work?”

Stella held up her binoculars. “Like clockwork. Just like you planned, Mom. When the protest reached the front of the building, he had Congressman Smith drive him up. I watched them go in.”

“I still just can’t believe it. That nut job Quincy Martin really does know William,” Roxy said.

“I was really afraid that I misunderstood William. But he kept repeating his name. That he might be able to help. Thank God you were able to track him down, Stella.”

“It wasn’t easy. Just like it isn’t easy driving through this crowd. Wow, Mom, you can really bring them in.”

Lynn looked out the window. “I knew they would come.”

“Well, I guess we all know now what you’ve been doing all this time,” Roxy said, not disguising her aggravation.

“Obviously, I couldn’t let you or anyone know what Tom discovered about the SSA. If they knew what we found, they would have come for anyone who knew. But I promised myself that all those families that I found … all those people that I communicated with who had missing loved ones … that I’d tell them. I’d tell them everything.”

“Quite the bomb you’ve dropped, sis.” Roxy patted her leg. “Now that we put the match to this bale of hay, what do we do to actually get him out?”

Lynn looked back to the warehouse. “I don’t know. William hasn’t reached out to me again, and I can’t figure out how he did it.”