A couple days after the second night with the group, I was puttering around when I got a phone call from my lawer.

“Pete, it’s Ed.”

“What’s up?” I wasn’t expecting to hear from him, he said it would be a while before any developments.

“Well, something that’s unusual but not unheard of. We got a request to amend our quit claim on McMaster’s account. They also want us to decline claims to posthumous income. Sometimes that’s written into the original agreement; this time not.”

I’d decided not to pursue civil actions against my wife’s lover, since he didn’t have a lot of money, his family could use it, and I had an adequate nest egg without. Especially for one person instead of two. “Sounds like they may think there’s more money coming in.”

“Or the family fears more claims and wants to guard against any risks. Well, I’ve got my para searching the legal notices and other spots to see if there’s any pending income or debt claims, so I recommend holding off on signing for now.”

“Sure, if you think so,” I replied. “Oh, regarding that card you forwarded from his sister, she was lurking outside your office last week when I stopped by. I bought us some coffee, and she admitted hanging around to meet me. Said that she wanted to express her condolences I person. I’m still not sure what she had in mind.