“She’s twisting the truth.”
“That isn’t what I asked.”
No answer.
Russell leaned against the wall.
“Margaret.”
She closed her
eyes.
Then she spoke.
“I did have the original files.”
Claire’s expression hardened.
“And my mother?”
Margaret looked at her.
“Eleanor knew I had copied Russell’s archive.”
Russell whispered, “You told me you only took financial records.”
“I lied.”
“What did you take?”
“Everything.”
