Cora (Dollar) POV
Mason was lovely; you could tell he loved his job, especially when he could put high-profile people behind bars.
After I retrieved the two phones, I got sidetracked, went back to Mother's computer, and copied the paintings onto a thumb drive. I had taken them when we unpacked, then to hunt for faces. I thought if I put them on the big screen, it would be easier to locate them, and then, after a brief argument with myself, I copied the files over too. Mason can go through these without taking the computer; I wanted to keep it a little longer. Maybe Mother had more on there that I haven't discovered yet.
I held the thumb drive in my hand.
Would Mother approve this?
Was this her end goal?
I was hesitant.
Mason seemed honest and cursed when he saw a crooked police offi
