Caroline Brought Her Three Children to a Newport Hotel After an Invitation Came in the Mail
“Is there any secondary partner listed on the filing?” Vance asked.
“No,” Grant said.
“I own one hundred percent of the operating shares.”
The leather chair squeaked inside the room as someone stood up.
Grant pulled the oak door wide open, carrying two crystal glasses of liquor on a small tray.
He stopped short when he saw Caroline standing beside the metal mop bucket.
Grant adjusted his platinum wristwatch with his thumb before setting the tray on the hallway table.
Arthur Vance stepped into the doorway behind him, settling a heavy gray wool coat with a velvet collar onto his shoulders.