The Ballroom Doors Burst Open On Our Anniversary

don’t leave here empty-handed.”

I laughed once through my nose. Ugly sound.

“Richard’s going to love that.”

Dad’s mouth moved almost into a smile.

“Richard’s got a full evening.”

At the far end of the corridor, the ballroom doors swung open again as agents wheeled out sealed evidence cases. Behind them, past the gap, I could see guests craning their necks continue reading …