El vuelo de Navidad que cambió la definición de éxito de Damon Prescott

knew about letters. I didn’t know she went to your office.”

“She didn’t tell you?”

“Not until last night.”

“Why?”

Daniel shoved his hands into his coat pockets.

“Because I was angry enough already.”

“At me.”

“Yes.”

“That seems reasonable.”

He studied my face.

“I expected you to argue.”

“So did I.”

That almost earned a smile.

Then Daniel grew serious.

“There’s something else you should know.”

My stomach tightened.

“What?”

“About six months after the twins were born, Cassandra received a phone call.”

“From whom?”

“She never found out.”