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done for Liz, and what it said was even more romantic than that. Of course she said yes immediately, screamed it out loud as she slipped the gorgeous ring on her finger. Roger ran into their bedroom laughing and smiling.
And then she had somehow lost the ring, probably her life’s most precious physical possession. She had hoped to find it as they packed for the movers, but even though their house was inside out and sitting in cardboard, she had found it nowhere.
And now that they were leaving in the morning, she couldn’t help but imagine the ring laying in some unseen corner, to be found by whoever owned the house next — someone ignorant of the ring’s significance, or the love it once symbolized.
As Liz thought of Aubrey and Alex, she knew their safety was far more important than any ring. They couldn’t stay on the island. She knew that the minute she saw the video on the flash drive, then had it confirmed when their car was vandalized outside the library with the word “murderer.”
Ironically, it was because of the flash drive that they were even able to leave the island.
Brock Houser, the investigator she asked to look at the drive had lost it in a horrible car accident. Odd as it was, he didn’t even remember her hiring him. When she hadn’t heard from Mr. Houser, she reached out to his employer, Jon Conway, telling him what happened, and why she was afraid. Jon felt so bad about everything, he offered to pay for them to resettle elsewhere, somewhere safe. People could say what they wanted about the Conways, but Jon had bought her a tiny place in a small beachside community called Balboa Island — not really an island — without her having to ask, and even after she insisted he didn’t, where the schools were excellent and their world would be safe.
At first, Liz couldn’t imagine taking the money, and refused it outright. But Jon Conway was nothing if not persistent. So she’d finally said yes, she’d take the money — as a loan which she promised to repay.
“Take your time, Mrs. Heller. You’ve been through a lot. You worry about your family first.”
She thanked him, let him buy the house, with her name on the deed, then dared to dream that they might truly be able to start over.
But now, in the still of the night, Liz wondered if she’d taken blood money. If Jon was merely acting as an agent for his family, and trying to get her out of town. She’d been on to something, the same something which she was becoming increasingly convinced got Roger killed — or perhaps made him snap.
Regardless of the evidence and accusations, she would never believe her husband capable of shooting a schoolroom full of his students. No, something else was happening. Something which no doubt led back to the Conways. They were behind everything that happened on the island, so it only made sense that they knew something about Roger’s death, or maybe even had a hand in it.
Her stomach turned at the thought that she had taken blood money, willing to walk away from the truth of what had driven her Roger to madness, before getting answers that would clear his name — not just for the man who could no longer use it, but for her and Alex and Aubrey, the three who would hold it forever.
But just as she was certain of Roger’s innocence, she also believed Jon Conway’s sincerity in offering to help her.
Well, of course I trust him. He’s an actor!
No, nobody’s that good of an actor. I saw it in his eyes. Besides, he left the island a long time ago. He only came back because of Sarah Hughes. I have to trust that some people are good — even some Conways.
Liz finally drifted to sleep …
… And woke to the sound of the baby monitor crackling to life.
“Da-da,” Aubrey said, sounding wide awake.
Liz shot up to sitting in her bed, and immediately turned to the alarm clock. It read 1:11 a.m.
“Liz!” Roger’s voice called out, loud, on the monitor.
Her heart fell into her gut.
Oh, God.
She
And then she had somehow lost the ring, probably her life’s most precious physical possession. She had hoped to find it as they packed for the movers, but even though their house was inside out and sitting in cardboard, she had found it nowhere.
And now that they were leaving in the morning, she couldn’t help but imagine the ring laying in some unseen corner, to be found by whoever owned the house next — someone ignorant of the ring’s significance, or the love it once symbolized.
As Liz thought of Aubrey and Alex, she knew their safety was far more important than any ring. They couldn’t stay on the island. She knew that the minute she saw the video on the flash drive, then had it confirmed when their car was vandalized outside the library with the word “murderer.”
Ironically, it was because of the flash drive that they were even able to leave the island.
Brock Houser, the investigator she asked to look at the drive had lost it in a horrible car accident. Odd as it was, he didn’t even remember her hiring him. When she hadn’t heard from Mr. Houser, she reached out to his employer, Jon Conway, telling him what happened, and why she was afraid. Jon felt so bad about everything, he offered to pay for them to resettle elsewhere, somewhere safe. People could say what they wanted about the Conways, but Jon had bought her a tiny place in a small beachside community called Balboa Island — not really an island — without her having to ask, and even after she insisted he didn’t, where the schools were excellent and their world would be safe.
At first, Liz couldn’t imagine taking the money, and refused it outright. But Jon Conway was nothing if not persistent. So she’d finally said yes, she’d take the money — as a loan which she promised to repay.
“Take your time, Mrs. Heller. You’ve been through a lot. You worry about your family first.”
She thanked him, let him buy the house, with her name on the deed, then dared to dream that they might truly be able to start over.
But now, in the still of the night, Liz wondered if she’d taken blood money. If Jon was merely acting as an agent for his family, and trying to get her out of town. She’d been on to something, the same something which she was becoming increasingly convinced got Roger killed — or perhaps made him snap.
Regardless of the evidence and accusations, she would never believe her husband capable of shooting a schoolroom full of his students. No, something else was happening. Something which no doubt led back to the Conways. They were behind everything that happened on the island, so it only made sense that they knew something about Roger’s death, or maybe even had a hand in it.
Her stomach turned at the thought that she had taken blood money, willing to walk away from the truth of what had driven her Roger to madness, before getting answers that would clear his name — not just for the man who could no longer use it, but for her and Alex and Aubrey, the three who would hold it forever.
But just as she was certain of Roger’s innocence, she also believed Jon Conway’s sincerity in offering to help her.
Well, of course I trust him. He’s an actor!
No, nobody’s that good of an actor. I saw it in his eyes. Besides, he left the island a long time ago. He only came back because of Sarah Hughes. I have to trust that some people are good — even some Conways.
Liz finally drifted to sleep …
… And woke to the sound of the baby monitor crackling to life.
“Da-da,” Aubrey said, sounding wide awake.
Liz shot up to sitting in her bed, and immediately turned to the alarm clock. It read 1:11 a.m.
“Liz!” Roger’s voice called out, loud, on the monitor.
Her heart fell into her gut.
Oh, God.
She
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