She lowered her voice.
“You’re emotional.”
I laughed.
“That phrase must run in families.”
“Claire is manipulating the situation.”
“She was sleeping on an airport floor.”
“She knew you travel through Bellmere constantly.”
“So she arranged a mechanical delay too?”
Margaret’s jaw tightened.
The attorney said:
“Adrian, perhaps we should move somewhere private.”
“What’s in the folder?”
“It concerns a potential legal issue.”
“With Claire?”
“Yes.”
“The boys?”
Pause.
“Yes.”
I held out my hand.
“Give it to me.”
He looked toward Margaret.
That one glance destroyed thirty years of professional trust.
I stepped forward and took the folder myself.
Inside were surveillance photographs.
Claire walking two boys toward a preschool.
Claire shopping.
Claire entering an apartment building.
The boys at a playground.
Schedules.
Addresses.
Employment information.
A draft settlement.
Two hundred thousand dollars.
Confidentiality agreement.
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