Chapter Thirty-Six
“How did it go with Sam?”
Richard poured himself a glass of red wine then leaned across the kitchen table and refilled Maggie’s glass. “Productive, enlightening. But I don’t know what Sam thinks he can do. Dan and I have a contract. A good lawyer could null and void its existence, but I don’t have that chunk of change to pay a good lawyer’s retainer. Sam’s tying together a few different angles. Hopefully I’ll be able to use them to cut ties and obtain at least enough money back to keep us afloat until I can find a way to sell that property.”
Maggie sipped her wine, wondering if she should tell Richard what had happened at school. He must have seen the worry etched in her forehead, because he traced his finger across her brow and down her cheek.
“Something’s bothering
