Six Vintage Dresses Left in a Cedar Trunk on Oak Street

chair across from her. “Have you ever heard of a group called Oakhaven Holdings?”

Clara dropped her heavy gold pen onto the desk. It rolled off the blotter and clicked against the metal trash can below.

“Of course not,” Clara said, her voice rising slightly. “Why would I know every little investment group that comes through Oakhaven?”

“They bought the continue reading …