Goodbye, Mr. Regret

"Why do you keep pressing about this?"

Vince's irritation was palpable. "Is it because you realize you couldn't keep it hidden and now you want to dig for answers? How do you even have the nerve?"

He still wasn't satisfied, and pressed on, "Did you really think you could keep this a secret? She knows what she looked like as a kid, doesn't she? Even if you manage to hide it for a while, she'll find out sooner or later. So tell me when did you find out?"

"You still haven't answered my question."

Timothy's expression remained unreadable, calm as ever.

"You're always like this. If I don't talk, you won't either, is that it?”

"That's right."

Vince was so angry it made his chest ache.

"Fine, I'll spell it out. It's just—she looks alike. There are plenty of shows about kids separated from their families, lost and found. Jessy does paper-cutting, my grandfather loves paper-cutting, and then she's taken Daisy as her goddaughter. She's got this strange connection to our family."

Timothy wasn't feeling well; his body was weak and his mind wasn't as sharp as usual.

A server brought over their coffees. Timothy took his cup and sipped.

Yates noticed a deep indentation on the first knuckle of Timothy's right index finger, a trace of blood seeping out.

Yates pressed his lips together. Just how tightly had Timothy been clenching his fist?

several mouthfuls of coffee

on the face of

could see everything, and Yates

you strung all three things

had only said Daisy reminded her of

never have suspected anything.

there were two

for is right

has a special connection with the Zimmerman

planted the doubt

his biological daughter, confirmed the birthmark, and made a phone call. At that

up, "Vince, don't you think Sheila was

that. When he'd called Sheila to go to the hospital and check on Timothy, they'd chatted a bit, but everything seemed

those seemingly casual comments were exactly what had

"Tell me, when did you find out? Did you let Sheila in on it too, and just refuse to tell

line. That day at the hospital,

gone off to find her friends. Was there something

Timothy stood up. "I have something to take care of. I'm

And when I went to Jessy's place to ask for her childhood photos, she said she couldn't find a single one. Did you hide her photos

ignored Vince's question

let him outmaneuver you again. You told him exactly what you wanted to know, but

he's younger-I thought you

sip of his coffee. "From what you were saying, I'd bet Sheila knew exactly what she was doing. She deliberately dropped hints for you that day-she's a lot more calculating than she lets

paused, then said, "Timothy rushed off-do you think he's going to look into