They laughed when a ragged boy walked into the bank with a worn bag—until he opened it, and the manager’s face went pale as he realized who the boy was

step and corporate would bury this again—or worse, someone might decide Evan was a loose end.

“Evan,” he said carefully, “these things could be extremely dangerous to have. Why bring them here instead of going to the police?”

Evan lowered his gaze. “Because the police already came after my dad died. They took our computers and his files. They told my continue reading …