The boy's father finally arrived the next day.
He was an honest, weathered man from the countryside with a noticeable limp. Mahoney's men had likely briefed him on the way over, as his eyes were already red-rimmed and bloodshot.
The moment he saw the boy, his whole body began to tremble.
The boy threw himself into his father's arms. "Dad! Mom... I saw them carry Mom out! They said she's dead. Does this mean I don't have a mom anymore?"
Grief washed over the man's face, but he forced himself to stay strong, gently soothing his son until the exhausted boy finally cried himself to sleep. Only then did he sit down with Camilla, Carol, Mahoney, and a few local police officers.
Seeing the badges, the man grew desperate. "Officers, you have to help us. Even if Latonia's treatment failed and she passed away, they should have notified her family! They can't just dispose of her like she's nobody. Yes, she didn't have parents, and we were divorced, but she's still Clay's mother! We're still family! How could they just let her die without telling us?"
"Take a breath," Mahoney said gently. "Start from the beginning. Tell us about your history with Latonia."
The man took a shaky breath and nodded. "Latonia and I grew up in the same village. We've known each other our whole lives. We got married, had Clay, and eventually, she decided to find work in the city to give our boy a better life. She was always perfectly healthy, but during her second year at the job, a company physical caught it—lung cancer."
He swallowed hard. "She was terrified of dragging Clay and me down with her medical bills. She demanded a divorce. I fought her on it, but she threatened to end her life right then and there if I didn't agree. I had no choice."
"After the divorce, she vanished. I didn't hear a word from her until a few days ago. She called out of the blue, saying she met a wealthy benefactor running a charity program. He promised to cover her surgery for free. She was so happy. She told me she'd be coming home to see us soon."
"I asked for her address, planning to visit. But my dad took a bad fall and ended up in the hospital a couple of days ago. I couldn't leave him, so I asked someone traveling to the city to bring Clay to her. I thought... I thought the surgery was done and they were together. I never thought..."
Tears streamed down his weathered cheeks, his voice choking with sobs until he couldn't speak anymore.
"So, to the outside world, Latonia appeared completely alone," Mahoney summarized, pinpointing the crucial detail.


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