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"Sharon Karlsson," I said,tobadly as she held the envelope towards me I moved forward to take it

Blake moved to block me "She hasn’t let us search her, Ms Karlsson"

I studied Sharon She wore a thin shift of a dress, flowers faded fro in the dress, but I wasn’t the expert "Will you handto be practical

Blake took the envelope fro i to tell her but she was retreating swiftly I had to shoulder pastinto an old clunker of a sedan that was parked on the curb

"Wait, Sharon," I called out She cast me a panicky look, but didn’t pause Ii away from my house like a madwoman

"Please, Ms Karlsson Step back inside It could be so the street with focused thoroughness

I cooperated, walking back inside with a sigh Noould have to call her I had so just wanted to get it over with I had an al to that woman I held my hand out to Blake as I passed her "May I have that letter?"

She looked hesitant but handed it to me

Paterson cleared his throat "May I inspect it first, Ms Karlsson?"

I already had the thing open, and I could see that it contained nothing more than a thin scrap of paper I showed hi to read it first"

I shook my head I would cooperate with the my personal business with them "No I’m sorry, but this is private" I went into my bedroom without another word

I could hear Paterson’s voice through the door "I’ to have to tell Mr Cavendish about this, Ms

Karlsson"

"You do that," I said, opening the letter It was short and to the point

Bianca, I understand why you don’t want anything to do with me, but I have a son He is your half-brother, your father’s son He’s only one year younger than you His name is Sven Karlsson, and he lives in Manhattan His phone nue I think he would like to hear from you

We have no other faed from me and his father for several years

Sincerely, Sharon Karlsson My vision went a little fuzzy after the first few sentences I have a brother? Only a year younger thane of my bed

I had been fourteen whenthis other woman the entire time, had a child with her Is that why he had killedbeen even ht of my mother, my beautiful mother That Sharon woarish looks and lack of class, and she was obviously much older than my mother would be, if she were alive Mya quietly reserved grace in every line of her elegant body

It seemed impossible that anyone would have killed such a wo that woman with a passion usually only reserved for my father But my half-brother… I had not a clue what to think about the idea of that

My phone distractedfor awhile, I realized I saw that it was Ja on, Bianca? Paterson tells me you wouldn’t let him check a ry but I still felt

"It’s my letter, James And what harm could there be in a letter?"

"Who was that wootten a detailed report of everything "My father’s wife, Sharon Karlsson"

He cursed "What did she want?"