Chapter 24

**Vanya

It was musty in the storage room. Dust filled the air as long-dormant papers, files, and boxes were shifted around. Vance was digging through piles of this and that, muttering to himself about where he might have put my father’s papers.

The dust made me sneeze, but it did not take away the tangy smell Vance gave off that called to every fiber of my being. This close, I was already wonderin