She Told Me to “Know My Place” at the Funeral—Until I Opened the Will He Left Me.

red-sealed envelope. “The JAG lawyers needed two weeks to bulletproof the new will. I bought those two weeks with my life.”

I stood at attention and saluted. “Orders received, Colonel. Target acquired.”

He nodded, his eyes closing. “Good. Now get out of here. And Cecilia—when you walk out that door, look defeated. Let them think you’re nothing but the continue reading …