He nodded. “She said she found the transfers — the savings accounts. She figured it out… I was having an affair.”
“She needed to talk to you.”
“And you sent your mistress our money?” I asked, my voice sharp.
“Nana was going to tell you. She said you deserved to know. That you should leave me.”
The detective watched him silently.
“I told her not to,” Felix said, eyes darting to the patrol car. “I told her you’d be in danger. That if she opened her mouth, it’d be on her.”
“You threatened her.”
“I didn’t mean it like that —”
“You made our daughter think she had to vanish to protect me.”
“And you sent your mistress our money?”
Felix opened his mouth, closed it again.
“She was 23,” I said, stepping closer. “Fresh out of school. With her whole life ahead of her. And she disappeared because you made her feel like she had to.”
The detective gave a nod. Two officers stepped forward, cuffing Felix’s hands behind his back.
“We’re bringing you in for obstruction and financial fraud,” the detective said. “And for threatening your daughter into silence.”
“She said she loved you more than anything,” Felix murmured. “That’s why she disappeared.”
“She was 23.”
I packed my bag the next morning. My sister’s guest room was ready.
I left everything behind — except the bracelet.
As the door clicked shut, I called my daughter’s number, catching her voicemail for the thousandth time. I didn’t know if the line was hers anymore.
“Hi baby, it’s Mom. I never stopped looking. You were right to run, but I know everything now. And if you’re still out there… you don’t have to run anymore.”
