My eyes narrowed.
“Where are the others?”
“One disappeared after Michael died.”
“And the third?”
Rebecca met my eyes.
“Someone mailed it to Daniel last month.”
Daniel removed a folded piece of paper.
“With this.”
He handed it to me.
The paper was a photocopy of a legal document.
At first, I didn’t understand what I was looking at.
Then I saw Michael’s name.
Michael James Holloway.
My husband had been Michael James Bennett.
“What is this?”
Rebecca whispered, “Your husband changed his name before he met you.”
I stared at her.
“No.”
“Yes.”
“No.”
“Margaret—”
“I saw his birth certificate.”
“A replacement.”
“My husband worked for the city. He had background checks.”
“Under the identity he used afterward.”
I looked at Daniel.
He nodded.
I suddenly felt faint.
“What was he running from?”
Neither answered.
“What was he running from?”
Rebecca glanced toward the hallway.
Then she lowered her voice.
