For several seconds, Clara couldn't move.
Her eyes remained fixed on the photograph displayed on her phone.
Edward Delevon stood beside a man whose face had been deliberately scratched out. The date beneath the image placed the meeting three days before her father's death.
And the message claimed that the man was Arthur's father.
Clara slowly raised her eyes.
"Arthur."
He was already looking at her.
"Let me see."
She handed him the phone.
Arthur studied the photograph. His expression changed almost imperceptibly, but Clara knew him well enough to recognize the tension in his jaw.
"That's my father," he said.
Sebastian leaned forward.
"Are you certain?"
Arthur didn't look at him.
"I've seen hundreds of photographs of him. I know his clothes, his watch, even the way he stands."
Clara glanced at the image again.
"Then why did someone scratch out his face?"
"To make sure the photograph couldn't be used to identify him," Arthur answered.
