The car ride to the lawyer’s office was silent, except for the air vent ticking against the morning heat. Cassia’s hand rested on her thigh, unmoving. She stared out the window without blinking. The messages from her aunt still burned behind her eyes.
You really thought no one would see you two sneaking around?
There are things Claudia never told anyone. Not even you.
The engine idled as she stepped out in front of the old brick building. Quiet. Neutral. The kind of place where legacies were boxed up in paper and ink and handed off like errands.
She didn’t expect anything dramatic. Just signatures. A few names. Maybe a key to a safe or an old photograph.
What she got was Katherine. Still speaking from the grave.
“Miss Vellani,” the estate attorney said, standing as she entered. A man
