It was an ambush with good coffee and letterhead.

The lead attorney, a man with wire-rimmed glasses named Mr.

Hollingworth, folded his hands over the file.

“If you refuse to sign, Mrs.

Cardew is prepared to contest the will — undue influence, lack of capacity, improper execution.” “My father was completely lucid.” “That can be argued in probate for years,” he said smoothly.

The woman beside the laptop added, “Probate is notoriously expensive, Colonel.

You have a public career.