I nodded, though tears ran down my face.

I had imagined feeling cheated if no dramatic confession emerged.

Instead I felt a strange, heavy relief at hearing someone respect the limits of what was known.

I had spent enough of my life suffering under invented certainty.

Gerald’s attorneys sought to negotiate several aspects of the financial dispute.

Vincent’s company continued cooperating in the review of its own failures.

Joan kept me informed where the proceedings affected Walter’s reputation or the documents in my custody, but she encouraged me to decide how much attention I wanted to give them.