Just the box.
Rebecca leaned back in her chair with a slight smile.
Then the lawyer looked at me.
“Richard left very specific instructions.”
Nobody spoke.
He slowly pushed the wooden box across the desk toward me.
Then he said:
“Made sure you got exactly what you deserved.”
Rebecca giggled.
And as I reached for the lid, I suddenly wondered if Richard knew anything about me that I had never told him.
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PART 2
My hands were shaking when I opened the wooden box.
There were no jewelry inside.
No cash.
Not a key to Richard’s mansion.
Just a folded letter, an old photograph of the two of us, and a small brass key.
Rebecca smiled.
“I told you.”
I ignored her and opened the letter.
The first line
