Seven Crumpled Dollar Bills on a Pine Table in Michigan

has physical custody,” Shark said.

“Not anymore,” Henderson said.

The room went quiet, save for the hum of the fluorescent lights overhead. Mike looked down at the paper on the desk, his thumb tracing his ring.

“The judge is signing the temporary order now,” Henderson said.

By one in the afternoon, the wind off the lake had picked up, carrying the smell continue reading …