because Victor entrusted them to me.”
“Victor trusted no one.”
“He trusted me.”
“You think a letter makes you family?”
“No.”
I turned toward the photograph of Andrew and me on the hotel desk.
“I thought marriage did.”
Ruth’s voice softened unexpectedly.
“Mara, if you release those records, people who had nothing to do with this will suffer.”
“Employees?”
“Employees, families, charitable recipients.”
“Then tell the truth quickly.”
“You think truth is simple.”
“No.”
“I think hiding it makes everything worse.”
“You have no idea what Frank has done to
