Boston Real Estate, a Greenwich Mansion, and Five Attorneys
“Sienna.” His voice dropped into the patient tone he saved for slow waiters.
“A good daughter helps her family when they’re going through a hard time.”
“Which one of you is going through a hard time?”
He picked up the tote.
It was empty.
No lamp, no cord, nothing in it at all.
“Do you have any idea what the build-out on that second location cost me?” he said.
“Do you know what drywall goes for these days?”