They hit the linoleum with a clatter that was, in that silent kitchen, enormous.

And in that instant I understood that the affair, the thing I had spent two weeks agonizing over, the thing I had let my father chain me into hiding, was not the disaster at the center of my family.

It was only the first thing I had happened to find.

Underneath it was something with far longer teeth.

Chapter 14 — How Much Did You Take

Arthur Vance, it emerged, had already handed my father a sixty-thousand-dollar cash deposit for the three acres, on my father’s assurance that his wife had agreed to the sale and signed off on it.