Victoria's ghost appears at my engagement party.
Not literally. She's been dead for three months. But her presence walks through the door in the form of her lawyer, a stern-faced woman named Patricia Holbrook carrying an envelope that looks ominous.
"Ms. Carter." Patricia approaches me while I'm talking to clients, celebrating the fact that we've not only recovered the lost accounts but gained five new ones. "I apologize for the intrusion. But I have something Victoria Brooks left instructions to deliver at your engagement party."
The room goes quiet. Harper's beside me in an instant. Liam too.
"Victoria's been dead for months," I say carefully. "What could she possibly have left?"
"A letter. And a trust fund." Patricia hands me the envelope. "She was quite specific. The letter was to
