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The Sin of the Parent RichardMichael appears at the door of the conference room, wandering into my office, musing over some document he holds. “Who was Edward Haswell?” James and I exchange startled glances. “Edward Haswell?” I say. “He was my father. Why would you ask?” “Because according to this….” He holds up the document…. “…. forty years or so back, Beth's Uncle Albert was in business with one Edward Haswell.” I stand without the intervention of my brain, all but snatching the yellowed paper from his hand. “Let me see that.” A smile plays around his mouth. “It’s news to you I take it?” “Good God, yes. I’d no idea there was any link between Elizabeth’s family and mine.” I flip through the pages, speed-reading as I go. Francis and James are also both standing. Francis, in deferenc