stir moved through the courtroom.
Victor Ellison was dead for almost six years, but his name still carried weight in the Ellisons.
He established Ellison Manufacturing at thirty-two and grew it into the business that paid for the family’s houses, vacations, foundations, and carefully maintained reputation.
He had also been the only person in that family who ever asked me a question and waited for the complete answer.
Andrew shifted in his seat.
“Why would my grandfather write you a letter?”
“That is what I am about to explain.”
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