Chapter 9

At six o'clock that evening, Audrey parked her car in the driveway of the townhouse. "Remember what Victoria said," Audrey murmured as we walked up the front steps. "Deliver the copies, collect the tax binder from the study, and we walk out. Ten minutes." "Ten minutes," I agreed. I didn't use my old key. I rang the doorbell. Connor pulled the door open almost instantly. He was wearing a pressed button-down shirt, and his face brightened when he saw me on the porch. "You came," he said, stepping...