Camila.
My sister.
Ethan looked at me.
Then he answered on speaker.
“Rachel?”
Camila sounded breathless.
I grabbed the phone.
“Camila, what is going on?”
Silence.
Then—
“Oh God.
You’re with him.”
“With Ethan?
Yes!
Why?”
“Rachel, listen to me.
You need to leave.”
Ethan’s face became stone.
“Camila,” he said, “where are you?”
She began crying.
“You weren’t supposed to find her.”
My heart hammered.
“Find me?
You invited me!”
“I’m sorry.”
“What are you talking about?”
“I thought I could fix it before you landed.”
A man’s voice sounded faintly behind her.
Camila gasped.
Then the call ended.
I stared at the screen.
“Who was that?”
Ethan took the phone.
“I don’t know.”
“You’re lying.”
“I know who I suspect.”
“Then tell me!”
He remained silent.
I stepped toward him.
“You dragged me into an armored car after someone shot at us.
My sister is terrified.
You knew my dead father.
Tell me the truth.”
Something in my voice broke through him.
Ethan walked toward a cabinet.
He unlocked it.
Inside was a file.
Old.
Thick.
He laid it on the table.
On top was a photograph.
My father.
Michael Morales.
Younger than I remembered him.
Wearing his Chicago police uniform.
Beside him stood another man.
Older.
Expensive suit.
Sharp eyes.
A face I recognized from newspapers.
Patrick Callahan.
Ethan’s father.
I looked up.
“No.”
“My father knew yours.”
“My father was a cop.”
“So was mine.”
I laughed.
“That’s ridiculous.”
“Before the businesses.
Before everything people associate with our name.
Patrick Callahan was CPD.”
He opened the file.
Photographs.
Reports.
Names.
Dates.
“Twenty-eight years ago, our fathers were partners in an undercover anti-corruption unit.”
I stared at him.
“My father never told me.”
“He wasn’t allowed to.”
Ethan pushed another page toward me.
It contained names of judges, detectives, union leaders, contractors.
“My father and yours uncovered something bigger than either expected.
An organization laundering money through city contracts.”
“Your family?”
“No.”
He looked straight at me.
“The organization that eventually blamed my family for everything it was doing.”
