Chapter Seventeen

Rett

“You’ve been avoiding my calls,” Michelson said, standing as I entered the front office.

“It’s nice to see you too, Richard.”

“Married.” He held up what I could only assume was a copy of my and Emma’s marriage certificate. “To a woman you claimed to not know.”

“I’m sorry you weren’t invited. It was a private ceremony.”

“The invitation didn’t work out well for Raymond McBride.”

I shook my head as I took the opposite chair. “That was unfortunate.”

Michelson sat on the edge of the other velvet chair. “It seems a possibility to a few people downtown that perhaps you didn’t want witnesses.”

“Excuse me? Please be more specific. I’ve found generalities aren’t always interpreted correctly.”

He opened the piece of paper. “Ian Knolls and Ruth Guidry are employed by Devereux Inc.” He looked up. “Which is you, am I correct?”