Margaret Walked Away From Scottsdale With a Blue Mug and Eighty-Nine Million Dollars

“None at all,” I said.

“He thinks I’ve got thirty-two thousand dollars to my name.”

Arthur picked up his pen and gave the cap a quarter turn tighter.

“I can file a notice of appearance within the hour,” he said.

“The petition will be thrown out the moment I show the trust structure and your independent medical clearance from Dr.

Miller.”

“Don’t file it today,” I said.

Arthur lifted his gray eyebrows.