be old, but my eyes work fine and my memories better than most.”
Diana added her to our witness list.
Two days later, Derek called me.
First time since the funeral.
“Cuz, you really want to do this.”
“Think about Uncle Robert. Think about what comes out.”
There it was.
The threat.
He assumed I knew nothing about the DNA.
He thought Robert’s secret was leverage.
“I’ve thought about it,” I said.
Then I hung up.
Derek had played his strongest card without realizing I already knew the entire deck.