Why he’d stayed silent?
I turned to Emma. “Where exactly did he approach you?”
“Outside the coffee shop near my office.”
“Have you seen him before?”
She hesitated. “Actually, yes. I’d seen him at the coffee shop a few times.”
“Did he follow you?”
I’m already involved.
“No. He said he’d found our family photograph online but couldn’t locate your current address.”
“Then why didn’t he just ask you?”
“He said he’d been trying to work up the courage.”
Margaret folded her arms. “That’s disturbing.”
“Possibly,” I said. “Which is why I’m going to ask him about it.”
Margaret wanted me to stay away. But she’d underestimated how far I was willing to go for answers.
He’d found our family photograph online.
***
The following morning, Emma drove me to the coffee shop.
I described the man to the woman behind the counter.
