about?”
Walter smiled gently.
“Thomas was right. You walked directly into his trap.”
My hands began to tremble.
Walter removed a folded letter from his jacket.
“Thomas asked me to read this exactly as he wrote it.”
He unfolded the page.
“‘My dearest Nancy, please forgive me. I created a trap, but you were never the person I intended to catch.’”
I gripped the edge of the table.
Walter looked up at me.
“The documents you signed after the wedding did far more than accept Thomas’s estate.”
He explained that
