“Can’t have the other lawyers finding him in morning,” Dante mutters to me. “Did you take the carpet out, too?” I say, remembering the bloodstain. “Of course. That’s how we carried the body out. Cal shut off the cameras and told Carl to take a smoke break.” “Where’s the body now?” “Buried on the South Shore property,” Cal says. “He can rot on the land he used to defraud us.”
