She removed a folded sheet of paper and held it against her chest.
“There was an envelope taped underneath, and I recognized Mr. Hayes’s handwriting.”
I looked at the paper, suddenly afraid to touch it.
Teresa’s voice trembled.
“I photographed everything before putting it back, because I didn’t know whether you’d believe me.”
“Believe what?”
She slowly unfolded the page.
Across the top, in Adrian’s unmistakable handwriting, were three words that made my blood turn cold.
LEO — RELOCATION PLAN.
