handed a copy to the clerk, who carried it to Judge Porter.
Victor’s handwriting had always been unmistakable.
Judge Porter read silently for nearly a minute.
As she did, Ruth’s face changed.
Frank noticed the change and leaned toward her.
“What is it?”
Ruth did not answer.
Judge Porter looked up.
“Mrs. Ellison, this appears to be a personal letter, but it references financial instruments and obligations that may be relevant to the proposed settlement.”
“Yes, Your Honor.”
“Explain.”
The hearing room felt quieter than before, although no one had
