The Divorce Papers Arrived Three Days After My Numbers Finally Matched
My finger stopped at a name.
Arthur Cole, Attorney at Law.
I set the manila envelope on Arthur Cole’s desk before I took my coat off.
He didn’t reach for it.
He looked at the metal clasp, then at me, then adjusted his wire-rimmed glasses by the bridge.
“You opened it,” he said.
“Gary opened it for me.”
Arthur slid a finger under the clasp.
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