Chapter 5

[Veronica Pearce, Heathrow Airport, One-Way]

The ticket had been printed three months ago.

Mason suddenly found it hard to breathe.

Three months ago, he'd brought Adele home for dinner for the first time.

Veronica didn't cook that day, claiming she had to work overtime.

He'd scoffed at her, "Does it even matter if you work overtime at that dead-end job of yours?"

Thinking back, Veronica had smelled like coffee when she got home that night.

She never drank coffee, always saying she was afraid it would make her hands shake and mess up her drawings.

"Dad," Jamie sobbed, "does Mom…