That is the entire reason you need me to sign fraudulent papers to take it.

If it were already yours, there would be nothing to sign.”

Neither of them had an answer for that.

And in the silence, Christopher’s eyes drifted past me to the shelving unit, and I watched him notice the thing I had been dreading he would notice: that the HOLIDAY ORNAMENTS tub had been moved several feet from where it always sat.

His gaze traveled down to the exposed steel door of the floor safe, and then locked onto my face, and I saw the panic arrive.

“What is in that safe, Rosalie?” he demanded, his voice cracking.