The article was a standard cookie cutter type wedding announcement. Williamson had heard the Martinez name before in LA’s high-powered business and social circles, but had never met him. The article mentioned the son lived in Manhattan Beach. Williamson vaguely remembered the paperwork coming across his desk recently on the sale of an exclusive oceanfront property in Manhattan Beach.
Could that have been the kid’s place?
He was only twenty four, just two years older than Bella Lisa.
If she married into his wealthy family, at least she would be well provided for.
He imagined the full course of her life with Raoul in an instant, the kids, the grandkids, the birthdays and Christmas trees and Halloweens. He pictured the events of a normal life Bella Lisa would miss if she stayed locked a
