I Let Him Finish Laughing First

To Take It

Preston’s attorney, Martin Keefe, had drafted the asset transfer language.

He was supposed to meet me in the bridal suite at three-thirty to “walk me through some routine family office protections.” That’s what the email said.

Routine.

Family office.

Protections.

Three clean little lies in a row.

He’d laid the packet on the vanity beside my lipstick continue reading …