He shook Paul’s hand, and turned to her.
“Candace Marshall,” Paul said. She mustered a smile and allowed her hand to shaken as well.
“Let’s all sit down,” Elizabeth said. Paul tugged Dace into a sprawling love seat, while Elizabeth and Seth settled onto the couch. Angela lounged in a leather armchair with one leg tossed over the arm. Rosemary lifted her glass as if to toast Seth’s arrival. He nodded to her.
“So, I’ve been to see Jonas,” Seth said. “He says he didn’t do it. Says if he was going to kill the bastard, he’d have done it 18 years ago. Why now?”
“My thought, too,” Paul said. “Cops must have had something else besides ancient history to charge him.”
Seth nodded. “Paul, what is your standing here? I don’t mean to be rude, but we need to set some ground rules before we talk any
