I was speechless. I didn’t want to believe Veronica could have been involved in such a dark thing as the underground organization but the evidence was clear on her ribs. She lowered her sweater, hiding the tattoo again, but it was seared into my mind now. It was exactly the same in size and placement as Terry’s.
“You’re the one who told Julian about the tattoos,” I said.
Veronica nodded. “True, committed members of the underground, were gifted the tattoo. They were prized, a rite of passage. I knew that if Terry was in the organization, as Julian had thought, then he would take pride in his tattoo, no matter how dangerous it would be for someone like him to have one.”
Julian came around to the front of the couch and sat in a stand-alone chair from which he could see us and the door. I a
