My Childhood Sweetheart Asked Me to Sign a Special Folder in Room Four Hundred Seven

“His lab reports are completely clear. I saw them under his mattress.”

“Then Dr. Klein is in on it,” Clara said, her voice rising. “They are trying to get your sixty-two thousand from the trust to pay off the syndicate before Ben leaves.”

“He has a one-way ticket to Costa Rica for Friday,” I said.

Clara grabbed my arm, her grip surprisingly strong. “They continue reading …