Maggie collapsed into the chair, disbelief flooding her. Why would Daniel involve lawyers? He had always dismissed legal matters as unnecessary expenses. A flicker of dread crept in. Had he left debts? Had he signed something without telling her? The words “I’m sorry” rattled louder than ever.
The next day, dressed in her best coat, she visited the address on the card. The law firm’s office occupied the top floor of a tall brick building. The receptionist, too polite to show surprise, led her to a room where a suited man introduced himself as Mr. Carver.