HE GAVE HIS MISTRESS MY PADDLE. HE FORGOT THE AUCTION HOUSE BELONGED TO ME

a handful of heirlooms.

He believed that because I allowed him to.

My grandfather had taught me that a fortune was safest when loud men mistook it for decoration.

I returned the yellow diamond ring to Julian’s pocket.

Then I called Naomi Graves.

Naomi had been counsel to the Mercer family for eighteen years. She was fifty-two, silver-haired and incapable continue reading …