Cecilia
Friday afternoon found me booking a flight to Iceland when Dora called again. Three days had passed since our last conversation.
I knew she had something to tell me, though I hadn't initiated contact.
"Hello, Mrs. Green," I answered coolly.
"We need to meet to supplement our agreement," she said without preamble.
"Your lawyer can handle that with mine."
"Cecilia," her voice hardened, "you've already increased the settlement from ten million to fifty million. The least you could do is sign this addendum in person. I'm waiting at Amanson Hotel—it's discreet, not many people around."
Amanson Hotel?
I recalled Liam's message. Sebastian was also meeting someone at Amanson today.
[What a coincidence!] A glimmer of light flashed in my eyes.
When she noticed
