Chapter 18 - The LetterThat evening, after everyone left, Maya discovered an envelope on the library desk.
There was no return address.
Only one sentence.
For Adrien Whitmore.
She carried it upstairs.
Adrien opened it.
His expression changed.
“What is it?”
He didn't answer immediately.
Inside was a single photograph.
A photograph of two twelve-year-old children standing outside the Chicago shelter.
Maya stared at it.
“That wasn't in our records.”
“No.”
Adrien turned the photograph over.
On the back was a handwritten message.
You thought the basement was where your story began.
Maya's blood ran cold.
Adrien read the second line.
It wasn't.
May you like
They looked at each other.
For the first time in years, the past seemed to move again.
