Evelyn Radcliffe: Fidgeting with the letter I-I found t-this. It m-might explain w-why everything... changed.
Look, Evelyn, let's not play games here. What's the letter say?
takes a deep breath, avoiding eye contact It's... it's a warning. To me. About someone dangerous coming after me.
And why does that have anything to do with me?
nervously pacing back and forth Because... because... I need your help, Bishop. I need someone I can trust.
stops pacing, eyes pleading Yes, I'm sure. Please, Bishop. I don't know what else to do.
smiles gratefully Thank you, Bishop. I knew I could count on you. suddenly gasps, clutching the letter tightly Oh no!
frantically rummages through her bag I left the key to the safe back at home. I can't believe it!
Do you remember how it opened?
No, no I don't. It was my mother's, and she never trusted it to anyone. We had everything locked away in there, Bishop. The safe...
Hey, take a deep breath. We'll figure this out. Tell me, what's in the safe that's so important? Maybe there's another way to open it.
pauses, thinking Well, there's... there's a journal. It's filled with family secrets, hidden letters, and... and photographs.
hesitates, then whispers It's... it's pictures of my parents... and... and my half-sister. She disappeared when she was a baby.
gulps Y-yes, Bishop. My half-sister. Her name is... was Sophia. My mother never talked about her much, but...
fidgeting nervously Well, it's... complicated. My mother... she had an affair, Bishop. With a man who was... significant to our family.
Bishop discovers that Evelyn's half-sister, Sophia, is actually his estranged child
swallows hard, tears welling up in her eyes No, Bishop. He's... he's dead. My mother never told me exactly how or why, but... he was killed shortly after Sophia was born. It was... a dark time for our family.
But why did your mother keep this a secret?
sighs heavily, avoiding eye contact Because... she was afraid. Afraid of the consequences if the truth came out. She...
looks down at her trembling hands She... she didn't want me to be hurt, Bishop. She thought if I knew the truth, it would...
It would what? Hurt you? How?
takes a shaky breath It's... hard to explain. But my mother believed that knowing the truth would make me a target.
stands up abruptly, pacing back and forth They... they were powerful people, Bishop. Dangerous. My mother should have told me everything from the start.
About Sophia, she’s your daughter
stops pacing, tears streaming down her face Yes, Bishop. Sophia is my daughter. My own flesh and blood. And... and I never even got to meet her.
pauses, takes a deep breath She's... she's yours, Bishop. You're her father.
I thought she was my half sister
stutters No, Bishop, she can't be... I mean, yes, technically she's your half-sister... but... pauses, fidgeting nervously
takes a deep breath Bishop, Sophia... Sophia isn't just your half-sister. She's... she's your daughter. Your biological child.
pulls out a faded photograph from her pocket and hands it to Bishop This... this was in the safe too. It's a picture of my mother, your mother, and... Sophia.
points to the back of the photograph Look on the back, Bishop. Someone... likely my mother, but I'm not sure... wrote a note.
Bishop discovers a hidden diary belonging to his estranged half-sister Sophia
quickly retrieves a small, dusty diary from her bag Here, Bishop. I found this hidden in a box in the attic. It's Sophia's diary.