Nobody moved.<\/p>\n
Three more knocks.<\/p>\n
Measured.<\/p>\n
Patient.<\/p>\n
Evelyn remained on the telephone.<\/p>\n
\u201cClaire, listen carefully.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked toward the door.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho is outside?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou called thirty seconds before they arrived.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause someone accessed the building\u2019s old security system.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSomeone other than you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Richard whispered, \u201cAsk how she got this number.\u201d<\/p>\n
I did.<\/p>\n
Evelyn laughed softly.<\/p>\n
\u201cRichard still asks the least useful question first.\u201d<\/p>\n
His face hardened.<\/p>\n
Laura stood beside me, white with shock.<\/p>\n
\u201cLet me talk to her.\u201d<\/p>\n
I covered the receiver.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou don\u2019t have to.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe abandoned you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Laura\u2019s eyes filled.<\/p>\n
\u201cI need to hear her voice.\u201d<\/p>\n
I handed her the phone.<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you Evelyn Cross?\u201d<\/p>\n
A long pause.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you my mother?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Laura closed her eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you know where I was?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAlways.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you ever see me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMany times.\u201d<\/p>\n
Laura\u2019s face crumpled.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou watched me grow up?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd never spoke to me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI couldn\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCouldn\u2019t or wouldn\u2019t?\u201d<\/p>\n
Evelyn did not answer.<\/p>\n
Laura laughed through tears.<\/p>\n
\u201cApparently I fit right into Claire\u2019s family.\u201d<\/p>\n
The knock came again.<\/p>\n
Daniel moved toward the door and looked through the peephole.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo one.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cThey left?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. Corridor\u2019s empty.\u201d<\/p>\n
Jonathan checked the window.<\/p>\n
\u201cFire escape.\u201d<\/p>\n
Thomas went toward the rear room.<\/p>\n
Richard said, \u201cNobody separates.\u201d<\/p>\n
For once, everyone obeyed.<\/p>\n
Laura still held the phone.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy did Robert give me something?\u201d<\/p>\n
Evelyn answered carefully.<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause he discovered who you were.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did he give me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou don\u2019t remember?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThink about the summer you were eighteen.\u201d<\/p>\n
Laura frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy father was sick.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cRobert visited.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe gave Dad money.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Laura\u2019s expression changed.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe gave him the blue suitcase.\u201d<\/p>\n
Evelyn went silent.<\/p>\n
Laura looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cI thought it contained medical records.\u201d<\/p>\n
Holt stood abruptly.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere is it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLaura.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMy father\u2019s belongings went into storage after he died.\u201d<\/p>\n
Every eye shifted toward me.<\/p>\n
Storage.<\/p>\n
Of course.<\/p>\n
I almost laughed.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhich facility?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot Silver Ridge.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEaston Self Storage.\u201d<\/p>\n
Evelyn said sharply through the phone, \u201cDo not go there.\u201d<\/p>\n
Richard moved close enough to speak.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
Evelyn recognized him.<\/p>\n
\u201cHello, Richard.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou sound well.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou sound old.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere is the suitcase?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSomewhere you\u2019ll never touch.\u201d<\/p>\n
Richard smiled without humor.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou always did confuse possession with victory.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd you always confused signatures with power.\u201d<\/p>\n
Laura interrupted.<\/p>\n
\u201cStop talking like I\u2019m not here.\u201d<\/p>\n
Silence.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat is in the suitcase?\u201d<\/p>\n
Evelyn\u2019s voice softened.<\/p>\n
\u201cSomething Robert stole from me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMy life.\u201d<\/p>\n
The line disconnected.<\/p>\n
Laura stared at the receiver.<\/p>\n
Outside, something scraped against the door.<\/p>\n
Daniel motioned everyone back.<\/p>\n
A white envelope slid beneath it.<\/p>\n
No footsteps followed.<\/p>\n
Daniel waited.<\/p>\n
Then picked it up using the corner of his sleeve.<\/p>\n
No writing.<\/p>\n
Inside was a photograph.<\/p>\n
A woman beside Rebecca\u2019s car.<\/p>\n
Young.<\/p>\n
Blond.<\/p>\n
Mara Ellis, presumably.<\/p>\n
On the back was a handwritten message.<\/p>\n
ASK REBECCA WHO IDENTIFIED MARA.<\/p>\n
I looked at my sister.<\/p>\n
She had gone pale.<\/p>\n
\u201cRebecca?\u201d<\/p>\n
She stared at the photograph.<\/p>\n
\u201cMom.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom stiffened.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMom identified the body.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked between them.<\/p>\n
\u201cI thought Mom identified Rebecca.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe did.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat sentence makes no sense.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca swallowed.<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause she knew the body was Mara.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom closed her eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cRebecca.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo more.\u201d<\/p>\n
I turned toward Mom.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou knew who died?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou knew her name?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot then.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen how did you know she wasn\u2019t Rebecca?\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom stared at my sister.<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause Rebecca was standing beside me.\u201d<\/p>\n
That should have been obvious.<\/p>\n
Yet another detail I had failed to question because grief had supplied its own logic.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho told police it was Rebecca?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI did.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause we needed Richard to believe she was dead.\u201d<\/p>\n
Richard looked at Mom.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd you thought I had sent Mara.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI had.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut not to kill Rebecca.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom looked at the photograph.<\/p>\n
\u201cI learned Mara\u2019s name later.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cRobert told me.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca stepped closer.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTwo weeks after the funeral.\u201d<\/p>\n
My sister froze.<\/p>\n
\u201cDad knew I was alive that early?\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom\u2019s face changed.<\/p>\n
I understood before Rebecca did.<\/p>\n
\u201cOh.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca backed away.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou told me Dad didn\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI told you what Robert asked me to tell you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca\u2019s eyes filled with fury.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe knew?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAll those years?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca slapped Mom.<\/p>\n
Hard.<\/p>\n
Mom staggered.<\/p>\n
Nobody intervened.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou let me believe he was grieving.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe was.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe knew I was alive.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe could know and still grieve.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI wanted to come home.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe told me through you that he couldn\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom began crying.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe believed if you thought he knew, you would contact him.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI would have.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd Evelyn was monitoring him.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca stopped.<\/p>\n
Mom continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cRobert knew you were alive almost immediately. He also knew Mara\u2019s death had created an opportunity. He hated himself for using it.\u201d<\/p>\n
Richard said quietly, \u201cThat sounds like him.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca wiped her face.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo Dad was part of my disappearance.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDaniel?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. Not until months later.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThomas?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEventually.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cJonathan?\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom looked toward him.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Jonathan\u2019s expression tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cRobert kept that from me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe kept many things from you.\u201d<\/p>\n
I returned to the photograph.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho delivered this?\u201d<\/p>\n
No one knew.<\/p>\n
Then Daniel pointed toward the bottom edge.<\/p>\n
A tiny number had been printed there.<\/p>\n
Police evidence code.<\/p>\n
Richard recognized it.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat photograph came from the original crash file.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWho could access it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPolice. Attorneys. Insurance investigators.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHolt?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThomas?\u201d<\/p>\n
Thomas shook his head.<\/p>\n
\u201cNot without help.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca whispered, \u201cEvelyn.\u201d<\/p>\n
Richard disagreed.<\/p>\n
\u201cIf Evelyn sent it, why warn us not to open the door?\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel looked at the photograph.<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause someone else has the crash file.\u201d<\/p>\n
The blue suitcase became our only lead.<\/p>\n
We left the apartment in two groups.<\/p>\n
Daniel, despite my objections, came with me, Rebecca and Laura.<\/p>\n
Mom went with Holt.<\/p>\n
Richard, Thomas and Jonathan followed separately.<\/p>\n
Easton Self Storage opened at seven.<\/p>\n
Laura still had the unit key on her key ring.<\/p>\n
She had carried it for years without thinking about it.<\/p>\n
Unit 63.<\/p>\n
The facility manager recognized her.<\/p>\n
\u201cYour dad\u2019s unit?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe prepaid a long lease.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow long?\u201d<\/p>\n
The manager checked.<\/p>\n
\u201cTwenty-five years.\u201d<\/p>\n
Laura looked at me.<\/p>\n
Apparently secret storage units were contagious.<\/p>\n
We opened 63.<\/p>\n
Unlike Daniel\u2019s archive, this one contained ordinary belongings.<\/p>\n
Furniture.<\/p>\n
Books.<\/p>\n
Boxes marked KITCHEN.<\/p>\n
Her father\u2019s old bicycle.<\/p>\n
Laura walked slowly through them.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy whole childhood is in here.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca touched her shoulder.<\/p>\n
Laura pulled away.<\/p>\n
Not angrily.<\/p>\n
She simply needed space.<\/p>\n
The blue suitcase was beneath a stack of blankets.<\/p>\n
Old.<\/p>\n
Hard-sided.<\/p>\n
Locked.<\/p>\n
Laura tried several keys.<\/p>\n
None worked.<\/p>\n
Then she remembered the necklace she wore beneath her shirt.<\/p>\n
A tiny key hung beside a silver pendant.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy dad gave me this before he died.\u201d<\/p>\n
The lock opened.<\/p>\n
Inside were cassette tapes.<\/p>\n
Photographs.<\/p>\n
A passport.<\/p>\n
And a thick manuscript bound with string.<\/p>\n
The passport belonged to Evelyn Cross.<\/p>\n
The photograph showed a woman in her thirties.<\/p>\n
Laura\u2019s eyes.<\/p>\n
Laura\u2019s mouth.<\/p>\n
No doubt remained.<\/p>\n
Laura sat on the floor.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy mother.\u201d<\/p>\n
I picked up the manuscript.<\/p>\n
On the first page:<\/p>\n
STATEMENT OF EVELYN CROSS.<\/p>\n
Dated seventeen years earlier.<\/p>\n
Rebecca whispered, \u201cBefore the crash.\u201d<\/p>\n
We began reading.<\/p>\n
Evelyn had documented everything.<\/p>\n
Robert and Jonathan\u2019s identity switching.<\/p>\n
Richard\u2019s laundering.<\/p>\n
Thomas\u2019s private security network.<\/p>\n
Her own role in disguising transfers.<\/p>\n
She admitted moving money.<\/p>\n
Forging authorizations.<\/p>\n
Destroying records.<\/p>\n
Then came Mara.<\/p>\n
Mara Ellis had not originally worked for Richard.<\/p>\n
She worked for Evelyn.<\/p>\n
Richard stared at the page when he arrived.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca looked at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou didn\u2019t hire her?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI thought I did.\u201d<\/p>\n
Evelyn had arranged it.<\/p>\n
Mara was planted inside Richard\u2019s office to collect evidence.<\/p>\n
But Mara discovered Evelyn was stealing separately from everyone.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe was going to expose her,\u201d Laura whispered.<\/p>\n
Yes.<\/p>\n
Mara had contacted Robert.<\/p>\n
Robert connected her to Rebecca.<\/p>\n
That created the meeting on the night of the crash.<\/p>\n
Then came the line none of us expected.<\/p>\n
I did not order Rebecca Bennett\u2019s car sabotaged.<\/p>\n
I ordered Mara Ellis\u2019s.<\/p>\n
Rebecca stopped reading.<\/p>\n
\u201cBut Mara drove mine.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel looked at the next page.<\/p>\n
\u201cEvelyn expected Mara to be in her own car.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo someone switched the order.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOr switched the cars.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca shook her head.<\/p>\n
\u201cI chose to switch.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWho knew?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDad.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom.<\/p>\n
Possibly Daniel later.<\/p>\n
Then Rebecca remembered.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd Laura\u2019s father.\u201d<\/p>\n
Laura looked up.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy dad?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe helped arrange the meeting.\u201d<\/p>\n
We kept reading.<\/p>\n
Evelyn wrote that after Mara died, she believed Robert had manipulated the vehicle switch deliberately.<\/p>\n
Not to kill Mara.<\/p>\n
To make Evelyn believe her own assassination attempt had succeeded against the wrong person.<\/p>\n
Robert then used the confusion to hide Rebecca.<\/p>\n
A brutal chess move.<\/p>\n
The manuscript contained names of law enforcement contacts and offshore accounts.<\/p>\n
Enough to destroy everyone.<\/p>\n
But several pages had been removed.<\/p>\n
Laura examined the binding.<\/p>\n
\u201cRecently?\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel touched the torn edges.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. Years ago.\u201d<\/p>\n
At the bottom of the suitcase was another cassette.<\/p>\n
Label:<\/p>\n
FOR LAURA.<\/p>\n
She found an old player among her father\u2019s belongings.<\/p>\n
The tape crackled.<\/p>\n
Then Evelyn\u2019s younger voice filled the unit.<\/p>\n
\u201cLaura, if you ever hear this, then I failed to return.\u201d<\/p>\n
Laura pressed both hands to her mouth.<\/p>\n
\u201cI need you to know that leaving you was the worst thing I ever did.\u201d<\/p>\n
The recording explained that Evelyn had placed Laura with the man she believed could keep her invisible.<\/p>\n
Not her biological father.<\/p>\n
A trusted accountant named Michael Chen.<\/p>\n
Laura\u2019s father had known.<\/p>\n
Raised her anyway.<\/p>\n
Loved her anyway.<\/p>\n
Laura began sobbing.<\/p>\n
Evelyn continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cIf Robert Bennett contacts you when you are older, trust him only once.\u201d<\/p>\n
Richard frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cOnly once?\u201d<\/p>\n
The recording continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe will give you something. Keep it. But if he asks for it back, refuse.\u201d<\/p>\n
Laura looked at the blue suitcase.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe never asked.\u201d<\/p>\n
Then Evelyn said:<\/p>\n
\u201cThere is one person you may trust completely.\u201d<\/p>\n
We waited.<\/p>\n
\u201cIf she is alive, her name is Mara Ellis.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca whispered, \u201cMara died.\u201d<\/p>\n
The tape continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cIf you have been told Mara died, demand proof.\u201d<\/p>\n
Everyone froze.<\/p>\n
I looked at Mom.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou identified the body.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom\u2019s face had gone white.<\/p>\n
\u201cI identified Rebecca\u2019s belongings.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe body was never shown to me.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou told me you saw her.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI lied.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause Robert told me the body was Mara.\u201d<\/p>\n
Richard turned toward Holt.<\/p>\n
\u201cDental identification.\u201d<\/p>\n
Holt shook his head.<\/p>\n
\u201cI wasn\u2019t involved.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel was already searching the manuscript.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho signed it?\u201d<\/p>\n
We found the report.<\/p>\n
The forensic dentist\u2019s name was printed at the bottom.<\/p>\n
DR. HELEN WARD.<\/p>\n
Thomas whispered, \u201cI know that name.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFrom where?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMercer Security.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca went cold.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe worked for you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cConsultant.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSeventeen years ago.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at the photograph of the burned car.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat if Mara wasn\u2019t in it?\u201d<\/p>\n
Nobody answered.<\/p>\n
Laura rewound the tape.<\/p>\n
Evelyn\u2019s final words played again.<\/p>\n
\u201cIf they tell you Mara is dead, demand proof.\u201d<\/p>\n
A sound came from behind us.<\/p>\n
A box shifted.<\/p>\n
Daniel turned.<\/p>\n
Someone was inside the unit.<\/p>\n
Rebecca grabbed my arm.<\/p>\n
Richard drew his gun.<\/p>\n
A woman stepped from behind the shelving.<\/p>\n
Mid-fifties.<\/p>\n
Blond hair mostly gray now.<\/p>\n
A burn scar ran from her neck beneath her collar.<\/p>\n
She raised both empty hands.<\/p>\n
Rebecca stopped breathing.<\/p>\n
The woman looked at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou got old.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca whispered, \u201cMara?\u201d<\/p>\n
The woman smiled sadly.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo did you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Nobody moved. Three more knocks. Measured. Patient. Evelyn remained on the telephone. \u201cClaire, listen carefully.\u201d I looked toward the door. \u201cWho is outside?\u201d \u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d \u201cYou called thirty seconds … <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":2400,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2410","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-chapter-story"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thechapterstory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2410","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thechapterstory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thechapterstory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thechapterstory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thechapterstory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=2410"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thechapterstory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2410\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2422,"href":"https:\/\/thechapterstory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2410\/revisions\/2422"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thechapterstory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/2400"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thechapterstory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2410"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thechapterstory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=2410"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thechapterstory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=2410"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}