“He came out of Ray’s office right before Dustin did. He had an envelope in his hand. Dustin called him Mr. Vale.”
The name meant nothing to me.
But Ellen suddenly went still.
I turned toward my wife.
She was staring at Marcy.
“Did you say Vale?”
“Yes.”
Ellen’s face had changed.
Not fear.
Recognition.
The same expression Ray had worn when he heard my name.
I looked at her.
“You know him?”
Ellen took a long breath.
Then she looked at me and said quietly, “Jack, I think I know exactly who he is.”
PART 3
Ellen waited until the nurse finished checking Marcy’s blood pressure before she explained.
“His first name is Thomas,” she said.
“Thomas Vale?” I asked.
She nodded.
“You know him from where?”
Ellen looked almost embarrassed that she had not mentioned it sooner.
“From the bank.”
That made no sense at first.
