Chapter 3 - THE MYSTERIOUS ENVELOPEBefore they left, Edward pressed a thick, cream-colored envelope into Abby’s hand. "Don't open this until you’re home," he instructed.
When they returned to their cramped apartment, Abby tore it open. It wasn't money. It was a deed to a house—a modest, beautiful home in the suburbs—and a medical directive for a top-tier oncology specialist.
Attached was a note: My daughter lives in Chicago. Her name is Clara. She is a doctor at St. Jude’s. She doesn't know I’m here. She thinks I’m still in London. If you ever see her, tell her I never stopped looking.
Abby’s hands shook. She knew the name Clara Hale. She was the surgeon who had tried to save her husband, John, eighteen months ago.
