Claire’s face drained of color.
And standing in the doorway was not a notary.
It was Ms. Parker.
My lawyer.
Beside her stood two police detectives.
Neither of them looked happy.
Ryan forced a smile.
“Ms. Parker, what a surprise.”
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Claire’s face drained of color.
And standing in the doorway was not a notary.
It was Ms. Parker.
My lawyer.
Beside her stood two police detectives.
Neither of them looked happy.
Ryan forced a smile.
“Ms. Parker, what a surprise.”
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