The records had been planted.
Derek hadn’t used Ethan to hide something he wanted back.
He’d used my son to put evidence inside my house.
The police immediately began examining Ryan’s old financial records.
And the story Ryan had hidden from me surfaced quickly.
Years earlier, he’d discovered Derek taking money from their business and from an account belonging to their mother.
Ryan had confronted him and kept copies of what he’d found.
Derek blamed Ryan when the family discovered missing money. The brothers stopped speaking.
Ryan died before anything became a criminal case.
Derek apparently believed Ryan had left the evidence with me.
Then, a month earlier, I’d told Ryan’s cousin that I was finally clearing the storage unit where I’d kept boxes from our old house. Somehow Derek heard.
He must have thought I’d find whatever Ryan had saved.
So he tried to get there first.
Except he couldn’t walk into my house.
