Chapter 48

“Speaking of family,” Rafi said, “have you heard from Helen Rhodes?”

“Yes, in fact. Nothing of consequence—the investigation is ongoing, they’re looking for an apartment while they rebuild the house, that sort of thing—but it’s…nice to hear from her.”

Rafi smiled, relieved. Now that Helen had her godson back in her life, she wasn’t going to let him get away. Good.

Julian had opened his mouth to say something else, but a burst of light from beneath the blanket cut him off. Julian drew out his phone, its buzz inaudible over the rain. On the screen was the word Uncle, with no picture.

Rafi had thought Julian was still before; now he turned to a marble statue of a man, expressionless, only a flicker of throat as he swallowed betraying any feeling.