“Richard left very specific instructions.”
No one spoke.
He slowly pushed the wooden box down the desk to me.
Then he said:
“He made sure you got exactly what you deserved.”
Rebecca let out a chuckle.
And as I reached out to the lid, I suddenly wondered if Richard knew anything about me that I had never told him.
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PART 2
My hands were shaking when I opened the wooden box.
There were no jewels inside.
No cash.
Not a key to Richard's mansion.
Just a folded card, an old photograph of the two of us and a small brass key.
Rebecca smiled.
“I told you.”
I ignored her and opened the letter.
The first line caused my throat to close.
“Anna, I knew why you married me.”
I stopped reading.
