"I'm sorry I caught you on your way out. I'll try to be brief." Politely she takes off her shoes. It was something Vicki always made her do when entering anyone's home.
"My mother is..." She paused, swallowing. "Was Vicki Vale. You were a kid when she and my father were a couple." Reaching into her pocket, she pulled out the note she'd found in her mother's things and handed it to him.
"She said you were the only one I could trust."
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