On Easter Sunday Afternoon, a Gray Stuffed Rabbit Was Holding Federal Contract Evidence
“She gets worked up whenever company’s coming.”
Richard put the sealed case down on the coffee table and knelt.
Victoria fell silent.
Emily’s hand rose and gripped his sleeve, then jerked away fast, the way you let go of a hot stove.
“Dad.”
Her collar had slid aside.
Beneath it, at her throat, was a band of color like a plum turning soft.
“Can you stand?” he said.