Fifteen years after our divorce, I found my ex-wife living beneath a bridge with one leg missing. When I tried to help her, she looked at me and said, “You already abandoned us once.”

“How did he die?” Alistair asked with a shaking voice.

The secretary handed him another paper.

“The public report says it was a small accident with no injuries,” the secretary said. “But the real logbook says a heavy metal beam fell and crushed the boy. Nellie lost her leg trying to pull him out.”

“Why was my son at a dangerous building site?” Alistair asked angrily.

“That is the worst part, sir,” the secretary answered.

Two men hired by a private guard company tried to grab the boy after school. Sawyer got scared, ran away, and went into the construction yard to hide. Nellie ran in after him. The site did not have any safety walls, and a big crane was moving heavy metal even though it was broken.

Alistair hit the desk with his hand.

“Who hired those men to scare my boy?” he shouted.

The secretary opened a red folder marked “Secret.” Inside were bank papers, emails, and a note from Katie Carpenter.

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