Chapter 110

“Mr. Mann? This is Cerise Chantelle. I’m Mr. Wells’s legal assistant.”

Well, that was fast. “Good morning, Ms. Chantelle.”

“Good morning, sir. Mr. Wells has been waiting to hear from you. He’d like to see you as soon as possible. When would be a good time for me to schedule a meeting?”

“I have some free time this afternoon.”

“This afternoon will be fine. About one thirty? We’ll have lunch for you.”

“That’s kind of you. And one thirty works for me.”

“Excellent! We’ll see you then. Do you need directions?”

“No, the address is in the letterhead. I’ll put it in my GPS.”

“That’s a great idea. Was there anything else I could help you with?”

“No.”

“In that case, we’ll see you this afternoon. Good-bye.”

“Good-bye.” I hung up and stared down at the letter

How odd the way things turned out. I’d just been thinking about the house where Father had lived as a young boy, and now it seemed the house was mine, left to me by a cousin I’d never met and didn’t even know I’d had.