Seventy-Three Thousand Dollars in Phony Medical Bills, Paid for a Pregnant Replacement
In his own way.” I opened the manila folder on my desk.
The property settlement page was still blank.
“If I sign this, it’s over.”
Sarah came around the desk and put a turkey sandwich on a napkin next to my keyboard.
“You skipped lunch.”
“I’m not hungry.”
“Eat half of it.” She stood there until I picked it up.
“It won’t be over, Harper.