“We want what is rightfully Lily’s,” Grace said.

“An official acknowledgment of paternity, signed by Adrian and filed with the court.”

“And?” Margaret asked.

“A restructuring of the trust to ensure Lily’s share is locked in, with Vivian named as her guardian and co-trustee,” Grace said.

Margaret let out a sharp, bitter laugh.

“You want me to hand over control of the family trust to a schoolteacher?”

“I want you to protect your family from a federal indictment,” Grace corrected her.

The phone on Grace’s desk suddenly began to flash, a bright red light pulsing against the wood.

Grace did not answer it.

She kept her eyes on Margaret, waiting for a response.

“I need to speak with my attorneys,” Margaret said, rising slowly from her chair.

She picked up her leather gloves, her hands trembling slightly despite her best efforts to control them.

“You have until nine o’clock tomorrow morning,” Grace said, her voice firm.

“After that, the forensic report goes to the district attorney’s office.”

Margaret stood there for a moment, looking at me.