Clara's aunt pointed an accusing finger at Clara. "I always said you and your mother were nothing but bad omens, bringing just bad luck. You just had to take Reed to see the doctor, and now look what happened! The man's gone, and we were all counting on him to make ends meet."

"I bet she had something to do with Reed's death. She probably wants to hog that family heirloom all to herself."

"With all the grandchildren we have, there's no way that treasure should go to just her. She's always been a financial drain. We ought to auction it off and split the cash."

"Yeah, sell it and split the proceeds."

In a flash, Reed's funeral had turned into a scene of greed and division.

was wracked with guilt. If only she hadn't taken Reed away that day, maybe he'd still be alive. The cacophony of insults and reproaches seemed to encase Clara

lot would pull a stunt like this, so

the heirloom. There was Reed's signature and the museum's seal. Tears, which had been stubbornly absent until then,

never breathed a word. He wanted us all fawning over him to the very end. And

seething with anger. They had agreed to share the funeral expenses, but in the end, Casey and Clara

composure like a statue as

around her shoulders. "Clara, let's head back home. We can

red and swollen. "Has Leonora been

she's been found. My father has her

"Take me to her."

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