Chapter 4

I'd met Marvin Foley before. He showed up at my home when Joyce's body was never found after that plane crash.

It was the first time I'd ever seen someone so pale. It was as if Joyce had taken his soul with her.

He bowed to my parents, crying and begging, "I just want to take something Joyce used. Her clothes, anything. Please."

My parents, consumed by rage, furiously hit him and had him dragged out.

Derek snapped out of it and suddenly pulled his hand back. He waved his hand impatiently. "Talk to my assistant about what you want."