Chapter 19 - Restoring Peace And Security In Our Greenwich Home
Spring arrived in full splendor across Greenwich, painting the sprawling lawns in brilliant shades of green and blooming azaleas.
The guest cottage was permanently locked, its keys handed over to federal liquidators to be auctioned off to strangers.
Lily returned to her cheerful self, arguing happily about whether waffles were morally superior to toast on sunny weekend mornings.
There were no more secrets, no more hidden whispers, and no more mysterious car rides to windowless industrial buildings.
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I spent every available evening helping her with spelling tests, building Lego castles, and playing catch on the emerald lawn.
We had lost a fortune in paper assets and corporate acquisitions, but we had reclaimed something infinitely more valuable: our peace.
