Chapter 10 Red Is Forbidden

• Whatever Claire said on that call wasn't good. I was just hoping he wouldn't say that we were going to visit the cemetery this time.
• The artist I’d seen, the sad, lonely man in the library? Gone. Vanished. And the cold blooded, arrogant and annoying lawyer was back, his face looked like he had just swallowed stone. I had to look away and stare at the bare walls. He slowly picked up a document and pushed it under another, arranging his already perfect, sparkly table.
• “What next?” I asked. “What is all the about?”