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I covered all of it.”

Martin slowly set that paper aside and picked up the next one.

“The beach house too?”

I nodded.

“The one Susan photographs every summer and captions with little hearts and ‘our happy place.’ Yes. Also mine.”

He inhaled through his nose.

“And the gray Lexus in the garage?”

“Still titled under one of Robert’s old corporate entities that continue reading …