I stepped aside.
He placed the box on my living room table and sat across from me.
“Thomas instructed me to deliver this the morning after his funeral,” Walter explained. “Not before.”
I stared at him.
Walter continued.
“I also sent Raymond a legal notice this morning. It informs him that your finances and future care are now protected by a trust.”
“What are you talking 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.’”
