Epilogue - Rachel Hayford
Rachel had few connections in the area beyond the Syndicate. The police have an easy enough time of tracking down her parents to inform them of the situation before it hits the media, but it is immediately, abundantly clear why Rachel was here and not there.
Her father’s only words are, “well, good,”
before the line goes dead.
The woman who answers the next number they try drunkenly screams at them to stop calling her already and hangs up. They opt not to try again.
They finally manage to track down an emergency contact- Dr. Catherine Holloway. They worked together only briefly, but she agrees to come deal with the funeral arrangements (no point shipping her home, she says) and Rachel’s personal effects. The funeral is closed casket, of course; she gives a eulogy to a room of curious tourists, painting Rachel as a tragic victim of circumstance, highlighting that while it may have been to the wrong people, her loyalty had been second to none.
Rachel’s apartment is organized chaos. Stacks of textbooks with colourful pages of notes closed inside, binders stuffed full, and half finished paperbacks are everywhere. The kitchen and bathroom are both pristine and still smell faintly of sanitizer. Her bed is neatly made, littered with an array of stuffed dogs, a journal at her bedside. She had evidently viewed Leo as the safest person to provoke and thought very highly of Lucia; funny how things had turned out. Maybe better that she wasn't here to see it all.
Everything seems entirely normal, until it comes to the second bedroom, now cordoned off by police tape. Tidy (no messy stacks in here), full of medical supplies, medications (the shelving unit she has for them is aptly labelled PHARMACY), and treatment records (no names- she apparently just assigned ID numbers), it will need to be catalogued and shipped off to evidence. Rachel’s meticulousness here means half the work is already done for them. It doesn’t look like she used this place for treatment, but she had the means to deal with just about anything.
They seize what remains in her bank account; it’s certainly far less than one would expect for someone in the Syndicate, and it’s all accounted for in the earnings statements she received through a shell company of the Syndicate. She even paid her taxes accordingly. Although they suspect she has more financial assets somewhere
(there is mention of her selling designer drugs, even though they can't see any concrete evidence around), the account they find that she has been wiring money to is back home in her name, and it has been emptied.