She knew that exact handwriting from seven years of household budget ledgers and joint tax filings.

“The carrier brought this back on the morning route,” the postal clerk said, turning his black logbook around.

“Did it reach the main desk upstairs?” Caroline asked.

“The carrier’s note says it was presented to Mr.

Holloway directly,” the clerk said.

Caroline touched the silver chain around her neck, her thumb resting against the cool metal link.

“Did he give a reason for refusing delivery?” she asked.

“He signed the refusal line and handed the envelope back to the carrier,” the clerk said.