She reached for a paper clip. Lee kept them in a small, misshapen bowl at the edge of the blotter. To Daddy from Carson was carved into the cavity in sloppy, lopsided letters. The vessel was roughly formed, obviously by childish hands, and cracked, but Lee had displayed it proudly. Hannah surveyed the office. Where had he gotten the money? She couldn’t think he’d been involved in anything shady. Not Lee. But why had he indebted his family to buy this monstrosity of a house and lease a BMW? He’d never been concerned with prestige or image in the past. Had ambition finally snagged Lee the way it tugged at Hannah and Grant? How could Lee be gone? A sob slipped past her lips, and from there her control broke. She covered her face with her hands and fought the tears, but it was no use. Her breakdown had been building since she found out about her brother’s death. There was no holding it back now. She reached for a tissue and blew her nose.
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