"Is there something you don't want him to know?"
"I want him to know all of it someday, just not yet."
"I see. Sit down and I'll tell you everything we learned. If there is something you don't want him to know, we can certainly talk it over." Jackie started at the beginning. She even got the 8 x 10 photos out of her briefcase and showed them to her. They were only interrupted briefly when the guard brought Georgia's things and put them in the second bedroom. When she was finished, Jackie said, "That's all of it. Tell me, what would you like me to leave out?"
"Nothing. You may tell him all that you have learned."
Jackie couldn't help but feel there was a lot more to know, but their investigation was finished, and it was no longer her business. "I have a question."
"What?"
"Did you break into your records at the school? Is that how you found out who you were?"
"Yes, Maggie…the real Maggie helped me do it."
Jackie lowered her eyes. "I am afraid I have a little bad news. Maggie was killed in a car accident not long after you left school."
"I know, I read about it in the London papers and knew it had to be her. The authorities were looking for known relatives to notify. I should have said something, but it would have ruined everything. I feel bad about it now."
"Carl notified Scotland Yard and they will tell her parents."
"I am glad of that, at least."
"How did you get identification without a birth certificate?"
"Oh, there was one. My mother's name was blacked out and my father was unknown - according to the certificate. Mathew thought of almost everything."
"Almost?"
"He didn't know we could find out who he was through his email address."
"We guessed that's how you found out." Jackie got up. "It's late and I know you must be tired." She walked to the second bedroom and opened the door. "Let me know if you need anything. There are snacks in the kitchen if you get hungry."
"Thank you." Georgia went in and closed the door. The bedroom was as big as her entire apartment, and the bed probably didn't sag, but she didn't care about that. She was more interested in going to the window to see if Austin had gone to bed yet. He hadn't…at least the light was still on.
She closed her curtain, laid the cellphone he gave her on the nightstand, and dug her nightgown and purse out of the box of clothing. Before she hung her new dress in the closet, she took Maggie's ID and the cash out of the hidden pocket and put them in her purse.