Three Weeks After Lucas Was Gone, Charles Claimed the House on Maple Street
“You always let your feelings cloud business, Victoria.
Just like Lucas did.”
I set the pen down where he had placed it and lined it up with the edge of the folder.
“I want the wire invoices from Wednesday, and I want the August statements, and I want them today.”
“That lawyer of his calls this office twice a week for records,” he said.
“She’ll get them when I decide she gets them.”
I walked out.
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