Still staring at the impossible face of the woman who had raised me.
“Someone is going to tell me the truth. **The entire truth. Right now.**”
Margaret closed her eyes.
Then she nodded.
“Thirty-four years ago, Russell, Thomas and I built the company together.”
Daniel stared.
“You worked with Dad?”
“I helped create the system that became his private
intelligence network.”
Russell whispered, “She was better than all of us.”
Margaret continued.
“Russell collected information. Thomas sold access to it. I built the security systems.”
I looked at Hayes.
“And you were with my mother?”
His expression changed.
“Yes.”
Margaret’s voice became colder.
“Thomas and I were engaged.”
The room seemed to shift again.
“But he wasn’t my father?” I asked.
She hesitated.
Hayes answered first.
“I believed I was.”
Russell stared at him.
