Daniel paused for three seconds, looking at the silver-tipped cane leaning against Grandmother Margaret’s empty armchair.

“If we present Exhibit C in open court on February twenty-eighth, Cole will be finished professionally on the spot,” Daniel said.

“Whitmore Capital will have to end his partnership immediately, and federal regulators will open an investigation.”

“Cole’s attorney called me this morning suggesting a private financial settlement,” Richard said, watching my face closely.

“He offered to negotiate a quiet divorce if we agree to keep his business records out of family court.”

“No,” I said, looking at the two little white baby socks lying next to my folder on the mahogany table.