Your initials are right there on my grandmother’s trust account.”

The wrench came down on the bench.

He wiped his fingers on his jeans and didn’t look at me.

“Robert brought some papers by the shop.

I signed whatever he put in front of me.”

“You knew what that account was.”

“I knew whose it was.” He cleared his throat.

“He paid off my debts, Diana, and I had no choice but to stand with him.”