Rowan looked down at the pages, vision blurring. His father hadn’t abandoned him or sailed away uncaring; he had been fighting something enormous and dangerous. The items in the “clam” were his last insurance policy—a message in a bottle tossed into the only place he trusted to keep it.
“We’ll move forward with formal charges against surviving Harrington executives and associates,” the investigator continued. “There will also be grounds for reopening old cases and compensating affected families.” She paused. “If you’re willing, we’d like to acknowledge both you and your father as central to recovering this evidence.”