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…Several people had witnessed it. Several people had known. And at least one of them had spent the last twenty-three years making sure the truth remained hidden. I closed my notebook. Outside, the wind moved through the trees. Somewhere in the distance, the old grandfather clock began to strike nine. I counted each chime. Then I looked at the photograph one final time. The day the agreement was changed. Tomorrow, we would search for Thomas Reed. But tonight, I couldn't stop wondering about the woman standing behind the three men. Because something about her seemed familiar. And I had a growing suspicion that she was not a stranger to Ashford Manor at all. END OF CHAPTER 5