Rebecca had always prided herself on knowing everything worth knowing about the people around her. Information was power, and power was the one thing she could never allow herself to lose—especially not when it came to Elias. But what she stumbled upon that morning shook even her.

On her vanity, a folder lay open with neatly printed pages, photographs, and documents she had commissioned a private investigator to gather. At first, she had skimmed, expecting something ordinary: a financial record, maybe a work contract, a school background. Instead, the words nearly leapt from the paper.

Maya. Formerly married to Daniel Robert. One child—missing.

Rebecca’s lips parted in disbelief. She gripped...