“Then why did you come?” I asked.
She looked at Hope.
“Because you’re MY daughter. I never stopped loving you, and I never stopped looking for you. Then I finally found you… and now I’m here, standing in front of you, at last.” She took a deep breath. “And you deserve to know what happened all those years ago.”
“Then why did you come?”
Hope’s eyes went wide.
Before either of us could answer, Rachel continued.
“I was young. I had nothing. Her father disappeared. My family wouldn’t help me. I was completely alone.”
Completely alone.
But that wasn’t right.
Completely alone.
I remembered the investigator from eighteen years ago: security was trying to identify two women near the restroom.
“You weren’t alone.” I looked at Rachel. “Security saw two women. One younger. One older. Investigators said you arrived together.”
Hope frowned.
“What?”
I remembered the investigator from eighteen years ago
