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We’re having dinner at Clare’s new apartment. Small gathering. Just us and Jason’s family. Maybe skip this one.”

I skipped it. Spent Thanksgiving reviewing case files and eating takeout.

Patricia’s hand found mine under the table and squeezed.

“And the truly remarkable part,” Robert said, his voice dropping to something cold and judicial, “is that you continue reading …