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Six Families, No Reports

August 25, 2026 · Part 7 of 10 · 2 min

Detective Sato's background check turned up six families in eleven years, not the four listed on Deborah's references. Two had let her go within a month, no explanation given, no complaint filed — the kind of quiet parting that looks, on paper, like nothing at all. A third family had moved out of state shortly after ending the arrangement and hadn't responded to Sato's calls.

"People don't report," Sato explained to Naomi over the phone, "when they're not sure, when they don't want the fight, when the nanny's already gone and it feels easier to just... move on. It's not your fault the world works this way. But it's how someone slips through eleven years without a single official mark against her."

There was one more name in the file, tucked at the bottom, that wasn't a former employer at all: Kellan Finch, sixteen, Deborah's son, currently a junior at a high school forty minutes from the Voss's apartment. Sato had already made one attempt to reach him after school, casual, low-pressure — just a few questions about his mother's work history, nothing alarming stated outright.

He'd looked at her, Sato said, the way a kid looks at a teacher who's caught him at something, and said he had nothing to tell her about his mom's babysitting jobs. Then he'd asked, in a voice too controlled for a sixteen-year-old, whether she was allowed to talk to him without his mother there.

"That's not a no," Sato told Naomi. "That's a kid who's been trained his whole life not to say things about his mother. I've seen that look before. It usually means there's something underneath it."

Naomi thought about Deborah saying his name that first interview — *Kellan* — the small hitch in her voice, like the word cost her something to spend.

Three days later, Sato called again, her voice pitched lower than before. "I went back to the school. Kellan wasn't in class today. He wasn't home either. His mother says he's 'staying with a friend for a few days, needed space.'" A pause. "Naomi, I don't like the timing of this at all."

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