I stood up from my chair.
“What happened?”
Emily stared at me silently for several seconds.
Then she whispered,
“I heard Mrs. Lauren talking to someone.”
“Who?”
She said a name I knew very well.
“Brian.”
My blood ran cold.
Lauren had always introduced Brian as a distant cousin. He came to our house frequently. Sometimes he helped with paperwork, and sometimes he drove Lauren somewhere.
I had never suspected anything.
Emily explained that she had been cleaning the hallway when she heard their voices coming from the room next door.
They thought she had already gone home.
Lauren had said that I still had not signed the new will.
Brian had angrily replied that she had waited far too long.
And then Lauren said a sentence I still cannot forget.