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“Already done.”

“Find out where they received their orders.”

“He isn’t talking.”

“He will.”

Hayley looks at me.

She hears what I mean.

Kane does too.

“I’ll call Vega,” I say. “She can collect them.”

“After we have answers.”

“Don’t cross a line.”

“No promises.”

The call ends.

Arthur opens the equipment case.

“What?” I ask.

“You know what.”

“We aren’t leaving.”

“Not yet.”

Taylor restores one of the Iron Ridge cameras.

The live image appears.

The front gate stands open.

The house door is broken.

A man walks across the porch carrying Sage’s backpack.

Hayley gasps.

I stare at the screen.

The black canvas bag hangs from his hand.

The letters.

Sage’s photographs.

Everything she has left of Mae and Addy.

The man turns toward the camera.

Then he raises a gas can.