drank coffee in the back room while her son helped unpack boxes.
Before I left, she handed me a small gift bag.
Inside was a bottle of sunscreen.
A note was tied around it.
“For future business trips.”
I laughed harder than I had in months.
Grant believed the word burned across his back would expose him.
He was wrong.
It did much more.
It revealed exactly who he was, connected me with the other woman he had deceived, and gave me enough time to make sure that when his
