Nick's hand firmed on the steering wheel as he stared straight ahead at the concrete wall. They had yet to leave the parking structure after the meeting. And he had yet to assuage the nagging warning in his gut and drilling behind his eyes. The entire scenario was too fucked up for words.

"Why wouldn't my parents tell me about the will?" Trisha turned to face him from the passenger seat.

Nick was wondering the same thing. The fact her parents hadn't told Trisha about ...