"A reward." Harper's mind was whirling. Who offered a reward for a witness? The guys in the crime lab had come to the conclusion that the accident was...just that ... an accident. There was no evidence that the mysterious driver had intentionally hit Moe in an effort to stop the kidnapping. If anything, the evidence matched that of a hit and run type accident. "The man may not know that he helped you," he said carefully. It wouldn't do to let this woman know that if her "savior" was ever found,. ‘Everyone makes mistakes, you know. Even your father. God knows I made enough of them, too. Just not like that.’ She smiled. ‘Oh, I thought about it from time to time. God knows I thought about it.’ She turned back to him, the smile fading. ‘But I didn’t act on them. I had a husband. And a child. A family. So I swallowed my pride and took him back.’ ‘Did you still love him?’ ‘Of course, dear. That’s why I took him back.’ ‘So you put it behind you?’ She shook her head. ‘It’s not that easy. Sure. One early afternoon I drove to Mark's office - an old, two-story renovated home in the downtown historic district. Normally, I would sit in one of two plush arm chairs opposite him where he sat behind a massive wooden desk.How did the conversation turn that led to my being on my knees in front of him, behind his massive desk? Well I had a stain on my jeans and he said he had something under his desk for that. He actually did, to his credit. He was just making the most of an opportunity and I. That’s not the maid’s room”, she said.“Oh.” I must have looked really disappointed.“What, surely you didn’t think a maid would sleep in my daughter’s room?” she said.“I ... somehow thought that the maid thing was ... a convenient fiction?” I said.When my parents left they vacated our flat, and I had nowhere to be. They had expected I’d go with them, but Fiona convinced them to let me stay. They’d only allow it if I found a job and paid for my upkeep, and I hadn’t managed that in as little time.