Neither looked at me.
When Mr. Delgado announced the equal three-way split, Stephanie’s head snapped up.
“Excuse me?”
Brad leaned forward.
“Dad left Patricia one-third of the property?”
“Yes.”
Stephanie laughed bitterly.
“There it is.”
I stared at her.
“What?”
“Congratulations.”
She looked directly at me for the first time since the funeral.
“Eleven years finally paid off.”
Mr. Delgado said, “Stephanie—”
“No.”
I surprised myself.
“Let her finish.”
Stephanie looked almost pleased.
“I don’t have anything else to say.”
“Really? Because you’ve had plenty to say for 11 years.”
Brad sighed.
“Patricia, this isn’t the time.”
“No. Actually, this is exactly the time.”
I placed the metal box on the table.
Both of them frowned.
Stephanie asked, “What’s that?”
