Three Weeks Later, a Stranger Called
Emily had almost decided to hire her own attorney when her phone rang on a Sunday afternoon.
The number wasn’t saved.
“Hello?”
“Is this Emily Carter?”
“Yes.”
“This is Nathan. We met at the house.”
Emily immediately became tense.
“Is something wrong?”
“I’m not sure.”
Nathan sounded uncomfortable.
“We’ve been renovating the upstairs.”
Emily waited.
“Okay.”
“And yesterday we opened part of the attic wall.”
Emily frowned.
“Why?”
“There was water damage.”
Then Nathan said something that made her stop breathing for a moment.
“We found a metal box inside the wall.”
Emily didn’t say anything.
Nathan continued.
“Your mother’s name is on it.”
