Chapter 9

But he had an appointment downtown on LaSalle Street in a little more than an hour and needed to get himself pulled together. He reluctantly threw off the covers and went to his window to gaze outside at the gray lake and the whitecapped waves as they hurled themselves against the beach and breakwater just south of their house.

My house. Well, we’ll see about that, won’t we?Nana had never discussed what she was leaving to him, but he assumed everything. Who else was there?

Hunter went online to check the Metra schedule and saw a train would be leaving from the Main Street station in Evanston in thirty-five minutes, enough time for a quick shower, some coffee, and the walk to the station.