“Yes.”
I knew that name too.
Silver Crown Holdings was a shell company connected to several investigations involving distressed properties. It purchased homes from elderly owners at a fraction of their value, then resold them through hidden partnerships.
I photographed every bruise again, making sure the date and time were visible. Then I recorded the rope marks around her wrists from several angles.
Mother looked away.
“I must look terrible.”
“You look brave.”
“I don’t feel brave.”
“Most brave people don’t.”
A knock struck the bathroom door.
Three sharp taps.
Mother gasped and grabbed my arm.
“Elena?” Julian called. “Everything all right?”
