Alice set the piece of paper she had taken from Lachlans house on the kitchen island, unfolding it. It was mostly dry. She carefully pulled the business card out of her pocket that the police officer had given her, and set that on the counter top too. It was fully saturated, but somehow intact. She looked over at Camilla who had her back to her, standing in front of the microwave.
"So, I guess you know now. You really won't tell anyone? Not even mom and dad?" Alice didn't know how much she could trust her little sister, they never seemed to be able to get along. But this was something important, and it's not like she could take back her knowing. So she didn't really have a choice.