Clara saw the confusion on my face, walked over, and handed me a cup of water with a straw. Her voice was gentle. “Ms. Rogers, you seriously didn’t know Mr. Walker was the one who asked my mentor to represent you in the divorce case?”

I shook my head and drained the whole cup through the straw. After talking with the police and Giovanni, I really was thirsty.

“I can’t believe it,” Clara said, still puzzled. “Mr. Walker looks so cold and untouchable, ...