He still didn’t have every answer.
But he finally had enough evidence to know that Reagan’s story was not merely incomplete.
It had been constructed.
And somewhere inside the documents Camden had left behind was the piece that could explain why.
Finnley closed the storage unit.
He had spent three years being told he was a thief.
Now he was carrying proof that someone else might have stolen far more than money.
They had stolen his freedom.
They had stolen his father’s final years from him.
And they had tried to steal his place in his own family.
Finnley looked at the old key one last time before putting it back into his pocket.
This time, he wasn’t going home as the ex-convict Reagan expected.
He was going back with questions.
And for the first time, he had documents that might force someone to answer them.
