I drove to my late wife’s mountain house to say goodbye to the life we had lost. Instead, I found two abandoned twin girls standing on the porch,

Vanessa arrived in a white SUV, dressed in fur and fury. Grant came behind her with a lawyer I recognized as a fixer who had once tried to bribe a clerk in one of my cases.

Vanessa hammered on the door.

“You kidnapped my daughters!”

I opened it only enough for her to see me. “You left them without heat or food.”

“They’re dramatic. Mara spoiled them.”

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