“Rosalind texted me four hours ago offering five million more to sign a non-disparagement rider.”

“Brielle was checked into Columbia Presbyterian Hospital late last night,” Nora said.

I kept my voice low and steady.

“Is she having problems with the twins?”

“She’s five months along,” Nora said.

“The hospital filed a routine legal notice this morning because Spencer’s mother tried to lock the floor against visitors outside the family.

Spencer’s lead counsel was spotted in the lobby with three senior partners at dawn.”

“Rosalind is trying to hide something,” I said.