Thomas Morten seemed to get angrier every second I wasn't clear enough. But I didn't back down.
"Think carefully. There's only one way they could gain from all this."
He had to figure it out himself. For him to believe what I was saying, he had to put all the pieces together himself, untangling the knot in the story on his own, rather than hearing everything from me.
That way, he wouldn't be as suspicious of me as he normally would be. That way, the true story I was trying to tell, laced with lies, would seem more realistic.
And, with that...
"...?"
Thomas Morten paused for a moment.
His eyes widened gradually, and he finally began to understand.
"N- no... it can't be... no way..."
He was finally beginning to realize.
Years ago, the disappearance of his youngest son...
The only connection to the families that had risen to prominence at that very moment...
Now, the disappearance of his daughter...
The only person who could gain something from this...
