On an Autumn Evening in Manhattan, Fifty Million Dollars Signed Away Eleven Long Years
She picked up on the second ring.
“I was just about to call your California number,” Nora said.
Her voice came through the speaker crisp and exact.
“Theo got a legal notice at his studio this morning,” I said.
Nora made a small noise in the back of her throat.
“Spencer’s litigation team is moving faster than I expected,” she said.
“They filed an emergency motion in Manhattan family court forty-five minutes ago.”
“What do they want?”