Five Years Ago - Chad
Lucan Vincenzo, partner, regards the young man seated in his office. “Mr Bennett. This is highly irregular. You understand that I represent your estranged wife. I cannot discuss her personal matters with you.”
Chad shuffles in his seat. “No, of course you can’t, but I was hoping you could pass a message to Jenny next time you see her?”
The lawyer sits back in his seat, fingers steepled. “I don’t see any difficulty with that. What is your message?” He takes a jotter and a pencil from a drawer.
“Back home… Her old home, at the farm,” begins Chad, “a police officer came looking for her.” Expressionlessly, the lawyer presses fingers against his lips. “At least he claimed to be a police officer. He said that Jenny was involved in swindling people….”
Mr Vincenzo’s voic
