“You knew she was a missing person.”
“Not when she first arrived.”
“But you eventually knew.”
“Yes.”
“And you did nothing?”
Elaine remained calm.
“I encouraged her to contact you. Many times.”
“That’s not the same thing.”
“No,” she admitted. “It isn’t.”
I understood Michael’s anger.
Part of me felt it too.
But another part couldn’t stop thinking about one thing.
Nora had survived long enough to reach Elaine.
“What happened to her?” I asked.
Elaine looked toward the café again.
Then she began.
“When Nora was sixteen, she had secretly been seeing a nineteen-year-old named Caleb.”
The name meant nothing to me.
That made it worse.
Elaine explained that Nora had met him online after lying about her age.
They had been communicating for several months.
Nora knew Michael and I would never approve of her seeing someone older.
So she kept him hidden.
“Did he take her from the beach?” Michael asked.
