He looked at me, his eyes filled with a sudden, desperate regret.

“Claire, I didn’t know about this clause,” he said. “I swear to you, I didn’t know.”

“It doesn’t matter what you knew, Ethan,” I said, backing away from him. “You still helped her hide my son.”

“We need to get to that cabin,” Samuel said, packing the papers back into the envelope.

The memory of Olivia’s screaming voice on the speakerphone flashed through my mind.

*A dark car just pulled up. They’re walking toward the door.*

“If Margaret’s people are at the cabin, Olivia is in danger,” I said.

“My people are not at the cabin,” Margaret said, though her eyes flickered with a brief moment of hesitation.

“Then who is?” I demanded.

“The police,” Julian said, looking at his phone. “I called the local sheriff’s department in Boulder County before we opened the envelope.”

“But Olivia said there was someone else,” I said. “A dark car.”

“We need to go,” Samuel repeated, grabbing his briefcase.

“I’m coming with you,” Ethan said.

“No, you aren’t,” I said.