My Dying Mother-in-Law Pressed a Silver Key Into My Hand — It Opened Everything My Husband Had Spent a Year Desperately Hunting For
Chapter 16 — The Family Meeting
The next afternoon, I walked into the Evanston house — Evelyn’s house, my house now, though no one in that room yet knew it — with Arthur Vance a step behind me.
Julian sat at the head of the long dining table like a king holding court.
His uncle Richard and aunt Patricia flanked him; two cousins stood by the bay windows.
No one said hello.
Richard opened the attack.