The unit had no climate control. It was clean enough, lawful enough, impersonal enough. When the last box was inside, the foreman pulled down the metal door.

I placed the key in an envelope addressed to Trevor and gave the facility clerk precise instructions for sending the notice.

Thirty days.

More generous than necessary.

What came next was for me.

Valerie set up a new trust, transferred the proceeds from the sale into protected accounts, arranged for a quiet downtown penthouse to be purchased through a private entity, and had my old telephone number permanently disconnected.