Evelyn had been staring at the photocopy for nearly ten minutes.The initials were small. Two letters beside a line in an old register. H.C.Nothing about them looked important enough to have survived all these years. Yet she couldn't bring herself to look away.Richard stood near the window, watching the traffic below. Adrian sat across from Nora, explaining something about the register, while Anton examined the photocopy again.Lucian had been quiet for most of the discussion. Elena noticed that he was watching her mother rather than the document."Have you remembered something?" he asked.Evelyn blinked."Possibly."Richard turned from the window. "You said that before.""I know.""And then you said you weren't certain.""I wasn't.""Are you certain now?"Evelyn looked at him. "Richard, if I had an answer, I would give it to you."He opened his mouth, then closed it.Elena moved closer to her mother. "What does it remind you of?"Evelyn touched the edge of the photocopy."An envelo
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