“Mrs.

Miller,” Dalton said.

“The shipping store clerk signed a sworn affidavit this morning.

She picked you out of a photo lineup as the person who brought in the blank notary book.”

Evelyn went rigid, her fingers locked around her pearls.

“Evelyn, don’t say a word,” Richard said, striking his ring against the wood with a sharp crack.

“He told me it was all right,” Evelyn said, her bright motherly tone breaking apart.

“Evelyn, shut your mouth,” Richard ordered.