A Stranger Left an Envelope Beside My Bed on My Sixty-Second Birthday—Then I Found His Photograph with My Son
“I know.”
Her glasses slipped down her nose.
She pushed them back without taking her eyes from the signature.
“We have to tell the police.”
“Martha is contacting them about the documents.”
“Who is Martha?”
“My lawyer.”
She looked surprised.
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