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"Well, I don't have what you need."
"Are you sure about that?"
"I don't know you. How could I possibly have anything you want?"
He was right. He'd been right all along. There were people looking for me.
"Okay, I'm going to give you something else too. Your sister used to write to you all the time. Lots of letters."
I shook my head. "She wrote three times, and then I never heard from her again. I think she was adopted and maybe couldn’t write me anymore."
Amelia shook her head. "She wrote to you always. There is evidence in your house. You just have to find it."
"How do you know this?"
"We’ve been watching your father's correspondence for a very long time. But I'm not going to insist that you go ahead and trust me. Oh no. I'm going to let you find out for yourself. Look closely, and you'll be able to find what you're looking for. Your father's arrogance precedes him. I promise, he kept those letters."
"I don't believe you."
"Okay, that's up to you."
"I-I don't know what to tell you."
"Just have a look. If I'm telling the truth, and you find evidence that your sister wrote to you, great. You’ll know your father has been lying to you this whole time. If you don't, you'll never have to hear from me again. But I know for a fact that your sister did write to you. And your father is just arrogant enough to hold on to those letters as a way to control you. You can see that, can’t you?" She slipped off the stool then, flagging down our waitress.
You know it rings true. You need to look through that house.
She took a final sip of her tea. "Look, if worse comes to worst, I'm wrong. You'll never see me again. But if I'm right, maybe you'll agree to see me again. Maybe you’ll want to call me. Maybe you'll want some revenge. My phone number is also on that piece of paper." And then she swiveled on her stool, put her mug down, and was gone.
I watched in confusion as she sashayed out of the café, leaving my turmoil in her wake.
I frowned. The truth wove through her words, and I just didn't know what to believe.
When Westin came back, he gave me a smile. "You all right?"
I nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine."
He frowned. "You look off. Did you order?"
I nodded. "I got you black coffee and a scone."
He nodded slowly. "Thanks. What else is going on? You don't look right."
"Oh no, I'm perfectly fine. You know me."
"That's bullshit. Something is up."
"Nope, nothing is up. Let's just enjoy our scones, yeah? Okay?"
"Are you sure you're good?
"Yeah, I'm all right." Except now, I needed to go home. I needed to see for myself.
Be careful what you wish for. You never know what you're going to find.
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Nissa
