When I got home, I locked the door and called my older brother Ethan.
He answered immediately.
“Mara? What’s wrong?”
“I think I found Lily.”
Silence filled the line.
Then he said firmly:
“Start from the beginning.”
When I finished explaining everything, he said,
“You are not meeting that man alone.”
“I knew you’d say that. So, what’s the plan?”
We worked it out carefully.
“Tomorrow,” Ethan said quietly, “we find out the truth.”
