ANNY
I refuse to hide my pregnancy before entering my father’s house.
In the car, I remove my coat and fold it across my lap. Oliver notices but does not ask whether I am certain. He has finally learned that certainty is not required for a decision to belong to me.
Ucker turns from the front seat. “Jack arrived with an attorney and demanded a family meeting. Felipe’s security isolated them in the library.”
“Why isn’t he under arrest?” I ask.
“The Adams Group never filed charges for the old fraud. Roberta has not signed a formal statement, and the current financial evidence ends at shell companies. Jack knows exactly how little we can prove today.”
“Then he came because he feels safe,” Oliver says.
“Or because he wants us to believe he does,” Ucker replies.
At the Cooper residence,
