For a long moment after Caleb's words faded into silence, no one reached for the tea that had begun to cool in their cups.The breeze drifted lazily through the open windows of the cottage, carrying with it the distant sound of waves breaking against the rocks below the ridge. Outside, the old retriever had settled beneath the shade of the mango tree, occasionally lifting an ear whenever one of the island's birds called across the valley.Inside, the atmosphere had changed.The warmth that had greeted them upon their arrival remained, but beneath it now rested the quiet gravity of a conversation that would change every life in the room.Caleb rested one hand on Gabriel Mercer's journal without opening it.Instead, his eyes found Elena's."When people spend years searching for the truth," he said gently, "they often imagine it arrives all at once. One document. One confession. One name."He smiled faintly."It rarely does."Elena leaned forward."It comes in pieces.""It comes in under
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