Maya's POV
"The birth certificate is fake," I say out loud. "James Walsh is not my father."
Ethan grabs the DNA test. Studies it carefully. "This test was done twenty-four years ago. Right before your mother died."
"She tested my DNA against Derek's." I can barely process this. "Why would she do that unless she suspected something?"
"Maybe she wanted proof," Ethan suggests. "Proof that James was lying about being your father."
My phone rings. Catherine again.
"Maya, the police are at the bank. They're opening the safety deposit box now with the court order. You need to get here immediately."
"We're coming," I say.
We rush back to the bank. Police cars fill the parking lot. Catherine meets us at the entrance.
"They just opened the box," she says. "There's more inside. Much more than what Vanessa took."
We follow her to the vault room. A police officer stands guard over an open safety deposit box. Inside are stacks of papers. Letters. Photos.
