The Empty Will
Any incapacity, any failing of her mind?”
Clinton shook his head hard.
“No.
None.
She was sharp as ever.”
“Or did you simply take your aunt’s word for all of it?”
“I just took her word for it,” Clinton whispered, and the whole scheme lay exposed on the table between us.
Then I reached into my handbag and laid down the trust, and beside it the medical evaluation.