“Go there. Now.”
Inside was an address.
It belonged to a house only a short drive from the home where I had grown up with Frank.
Those were the last words he ever said to me.
Twenty minutes later, I stood outside the unfamiliar house, holding the address with trembling hands. I had no idea who lived there or why Frank had sent me.
I slowly approached the front door.
Before I could knock, it suddenly opened.
The person standing on the other side made my entire world stop.
I knew that face.
And in that instant, I realized Frank’s final confession was only the beginning.
Who was behind the door—and what secret had Frank protected for my entire life?
