he gave the eulogy at her husband’s funeral.”
The attorney paused and cleared his throat.
“Judge Marcus is also the one person alive who can invoke the trust against her. If she sees him standing beside you in public, she’ll understand before a word is spoken. He and Ryan have been working on this quietly for months.”
At last, I understood the secret meetings.
“You’ve been carrying this alone,” I said.
“I didn’t want to spoil what we were building,” Ryan said. “I only moved when I had to.”
I carefully closed the folder. A complicated heat filled my chest, equal parts anger and relief.
“So, Saturday,” I said. “What do you want me to do?”
Ryan looked at me exactly as he had on that rainy orientation morning, as though he already knew my response.
“Whatever feels right to you,” Ryan said.
Ich dachte an jedes Weihnachtsessen, bei dem
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