“You think this ends with an arrest?”
“Yes.”
“You don’t know how many people depended on my father keeping that camp quiet.”
“Children were trafficked through Eagle River.”
“Children nobody was looking for.”
Elizabeth made a broken sound behind me.
Rage burned through my exhaustion.
“They had names.”
Robert shrugged.
“Names can be changed.”
“Like Eliza Harper?”
His eyes snapped toward her.
There it was.
The first real crack.
“You should have died in Alaska,” he said.
Elizabeth recoiled.
I moved between them.
“What did she see?”
Robert’s smile vanished.
“It doesn’t matter.”
“It mattered enough for your brother to murder eight women.”
“He did what was necessary.”
“Evan is a serial killer.”
“He cleaned up a mistake.”
“Eight murders aren’t cleaning up a mistake.”
“They are when eight witnesses can destroy everything your family built.”
Mace shifted slightly.
I knew what he was doing.
Buying an angle.
Keeping Robert focused on me.