Chapter 10 - JUSTICE IN THE ASHES
Arthur Reed did not escape the basement. He was pulled from the smoke by firefighters, alive but suffering from severe smoke inhalation, and immediately handcuffed to his hospital bed.
The ledger survived the fire, tucked safely in my coat pocket. We handed it over to the detectives the next morning. It contained everything the authorities needed to dismantle Arthur’s network, solving dozens of cold cases and bringing closure to families who had suffered in the dark for decades.
Sitting in the police precinct with soot on my face and my wedding dress ruined beyond repair, I looked at Callahan. His hands were bandaged from the burns he sustained carrying me out, but his face was peaceful. He had finally paid his penance. He had finally saved me.
