Seven Years Too Late

Desmond's long fingers absently rubbed the warm side of his cup, his lips pressed into a straight line, as if he was searching for the right words. After a moment, he looked up, meeting her eyes, and spoke clearly.

"All the clues we've found so far all lead back to the Monroe family," Desmond said.

"Chloe?" Clara blurted out, after all, that woman was at the top of her suspect list.

Desmond shook