A Stranger Left an Envelope Beside My Bed on My Sixty-Second Birthday—Then I Found His Photograph with My Son
He gave a short, unpleasant laugh.
“You should look at the documents before you’re so sure.”
“I have.
So has my lawyer.”
For the first time, he had no immediate answer.
A customer came in carrying a broken toaster.
Greg straightened and put on his helpful shopkeeper’s expression.
“I’ll be right with you,” he told the man.