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Chapter Eleven: The Lake House

DOMINICSeventeen years of running Blackwood Global, and nobody had ever been inside my house when I didn't invite them.I took the stairs two at a time with the fireplace poker in my fist and Nora half a step behind me, because of course she was. The woman had looked a loaded question from me in the eye that afternoon and refused to blink, and she was not going to stay put because a CEO told her to."Stay behind me means behind me," I snapped."Then walk faster."The front hall was empty, cold air pouring through the open front door like the house was exhaling. The drive was empty. The tree line moved in the wind, black against black, and for one second, one frame, the way it had been one frame on the camera, I caught it: a figure between the trees, motionless, collar up, face lost in shadow. On his right hand, at this impossible distance, a single small glint of silver.Gone. Like the stairwell. Like everything this person did, seven seconds of existence at a time, always in the one

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Chapter Twelve: Partners, Always

NORA"The handwriting on the trust?" I said slowly. "It's my grandfather's. It's genuinely his."Dominic went still in the way of a man checking his own math. "You're certain.""Samuel Greer showed me the execution copy in the garage. Walter signed it himself, years before he died. He had it witnessed, sealed, notarized. Every line of it is his real hand." I watched him turn the pieces over, watched him arrive, one step ahead of me, at the place I'd just reached from the other direction. "Which means the stranger didn't need to learn my grandfather's handwriting. He only needed to see it. Once. On the one set of documents in the world where Walter Vance's real signature still exists.""The trust filing," Dominic said. "Delaware division of corporations. Sealed, but sealed is a word that means expensive, not impossible." His jaw worked. "And the tag on the key was in my grandfather's hand. Richard's handwriting samples exist in exactly one private collection on earth." He looked around

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Chapter Thirteen: The Twelfth Letter

NORASamuel Greer arrived at the tower at 6:10 a.m. wearing yesterday's shirt inside out, a Band-Aid on his forehead, and the expression of a man who had been mugged by his own life.He refused coffee. He refused a chair twice, then sat in it like it had betrayed him."I poured a glass of wine at nine," he said. "That's the last honest thing I remember. The police say nothing else is missing, which means..." He looked at me, and I watched eleven years of lawyering fight eleven years of shame, and lose. "Which means you know what was in the safe. And you know what the signature on my visitor log means, even if the police don't.""Twelfth letter," Dominic said, from the window. "Explain it. All of it. This morning, I am not in the mood for anything less."Greer's hands folded and unfolded. "When Walter died," he said slowly, "he left me three things to keep. The trust. A key to a storage unit I have never opened and pray I never have to. And a letter." He looked at me then, properly, fo

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Chapter Fourteen: The Watchman

NORAWe made it back to the tower at 5:31 with forty-four stolen minutes and no plan, which was forty-three more minutes and one more plan than I'd had the day I spilled the coffee.In the garage, Dominic stopped me with a hand on my arm before the elevator. "Last chance," he said. "I go up alone. You take the car, you take Theo, you disappear until...""Until when?" I said. "Until your uncle runs out of screens? He has proof of who I am, Dominic. There is no version of disappearing that outruns that. The only move tonight is the one the stranger is offering." I held up the letter, Walter's ink glowing in the garage's white light. "He asked for both of us. He has never once lied about what he wants. That's more than I can say for anyone else in this building, and I include us in that."Something flickered across his face. "Us?""You deleted a camera log. I told you the stairwell was empty. We can compare lies in the elevator."We rode up in silence, and at floor forty, we got out, and

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Chapter Fifteen: The Canary

NORAI woke at six to the smell of coffee and the sound of my brother arguing with an espresso machine, and for eleven whole seconds, the world was normal.Then I saw the sealed document tube on my nightstand, and the burner phone beside it, and remembered that I had slept, actually slept, six hours, dead to the world, in an apartment a stranger could walk into, carrying a dead man's secrets, while my own secrets stacked up in the dark like kindling.Trust's back in your hands now. Greer had cried when I called him at midnight, actual tears in his voice. Originals. Do you understand what that means? You can stand in front of the board tomorrow, you can...No, I'd said. Not tomorrow. Not until I know who forged that signature, and who drugged you, and who is paying ghosts.Now, in daylight, the tube sat on my nightstand like a sleeping animal, and the burner phone sat next to it like its loaded gun."Theo," I said, shuffling out. "You have a ten a.m. class.""I have a ten a.m. class an

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