in Oregon. Then nothing current under that name.”
“Find her.”
“We are trying.”
But trying was too slow.
So I did what I knew how to do.
Not threats.
Not pressure.
Not anything that could damage the case.
Resources.
I hired investigators with clean licenses and cleaner methods. I funded additional legal research through Elise. I offered to cover therapy costs for the children through the appropriate channels, anonymously at first, then transparently when Maya told me anonymous generosity could complicate reporting.
“You’re used to solving problems by removing obstacles,” Maya told me over the phone.
“Is that wrong?”
“Not always. But these children are not a problem to solve.”
“I know that.”
“Then remember it when things move slowly.”
Slowly.
That word became my enemy.
Court moved slowly.
Records moved slowly.
Healing moved slowest of all.
I was allowed to visit the children after two weeks.
Supervised. One hour.
