“I was so scared.
I couldn’t remember everything.
But I remembered Sophie.”
He looked at me.
“I used to dream about her.”
I took his hand.
Then he whispered one final detail.
“Dad gave me something before they pulled me out.”
“What?”
“A little silver key.”
My heart skipped.
“Do you still have it?”
He shook his head.
“Daniel took it.”
I sat back.
“A key?”
“He kept asking where Dad hid the other one.”
I stared at him.
The other one.
Grant had hidden the letter inside Sophie’s teddy bear.
The recorder beneath the sixth step.
But apparently, there had been more.
And Daniel Rourke was still missing.
That evening, I called Rebecca.
When I told her about the silver key, she went quiet.
Then she said:
“Emily, we found something in Miles’s financial records.”
“What?”
“An offshore account connected to Westbridge Holdings.”
I waited.
“The balance was approximately forty-seven million dollars before it was frozen.”
