I opened it again.
“No.”
He stared at me, then walked away.
The next afternoon, Mom arrived with soup, a bag of new baby clothes, and an overnight bag.
She picked up Theo while I folded laundry.
“You’ve moved that shirt three times,” she said.
“I think Daniel is hiding something.”
I told her about the location, the message, and the missing money.
“Did he explain any of it?”
“He gave me three different answers.”
Mom sat beside me.
“Don’t guess beyond the facts, but don’t let him make you question what you can see.”
Two days later, Daniel grabbed his keys.
“I have an emergency meeting.”
I looked at his jeans.
