The Photograph That Led Me to My Twins—and the Letters My Mother Hid for Three Years
Arthur reached inside his case and placed a small key on the table.
“The original ledger is at your father’s lake house.
Along with a letter he left for you.
I kept the key because I no longer trusted your board.”
“The lake house was sold.”
“Transferred on paper.
The property remains in a family trust.
Have your lawyer review the records rather than take my word for it.”