Page 128 of Love Takes Home

“Tell us more,” Grady demands.

“She was born outside Diamond Cove. Her mother was Russian born.”

“What happened to her mother?” I inquire.

“She died very suddenly and under some suspicious conditions when the girl was five.”

“And what happened to her?” Daniel asks.

“She was put into foster care.”

“So we have one person who was in foster care that is alive. We have a second that was also in foster care who is now dead, and we have a third who started in foster care and was adopted by those same parents who also kept bringing in foster kids. Is that all correct?” Grady asks, making notes.

“Keith was adopted, Stefon is dead, this Katya or Karina chick is alive,” Nate clarifies for everyone.

“There was a fourth,” Ginny speaks up.

“Who?” Sammy asks.

“Stefon has a sibling. Stephanie. When he…did what he did,” she swallows. “He told us about her. Said she was in and out of foster care with him. Something about their parents taking her back but leaving him. I’m sorry. I can’t remember a ton about what he said that night.”

“It’s alright,” I assure her, squeezing her hand.

“They might not be connected,” Aiden offers. “Were they all together?”

“That’s what we’re trying to figure out,” Sammy tells us. “It looks like the Katya never stayed with a family for long, moving every six months or so. We are having some issues tracking some of the placements.”

“We can help with that,” Nate offers, pulling open his laptop.

“We’re forgetting someone,” Daniel reminds us. “Stephanie Turner. Or Marks.”

“Davis’s FBI handler?” Ginny stiffens. “What’s she have to do with this?”

“Mary was looking into it. We still aren’t sure. But she knew Keith,” Daniel replies.

“She set up Trish to be killed. Isn’t she in jail? She’s supposed to be in jail.” Ginny’s breathing increases, her worry evident.

“She’s not coming after you or your family,” Grady assures her. “She’s most definitely still in jail.”

“We still need to find the connections. That’s our focus,” Daniel demands, standing. “I think the meeting is over, Sammy has an appointment at the police station with Detective Goode today. Hopefully that will go well and we’ll see more of him around here.” He smiles at Sammy.

“Thanks. I’m hoping for that as well.”

Sammy gets up and shakes the hands of all the men around the table. He pulls Ginny in for a brief hug and leaves. Everyone else starts to gather what they have, and Ginny sits, watching.

“We’ll figure it out,” I promise her.

“You have to. My friends can’t be in danger.”

“Come on, let’s go see an old friend.” I pull her up and out of the conference room, hoping to take her mind off what happened with Marks.

“What friend?” she asks as we walk down the hallway off the main lobby.

“This one!” Claire exclaims from in front of her office. “Took you all long enough. I never thought your meeting with Daniel would end.”

“Claire!” Ginny lets go of my hand, and the two women hug.

“Come on in,” Claire says, ushering us into her office. “How are you doing?” she asks Ginny.

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