Zale smiled. “I fear you’re stuck with Brindle and me until we sort out exactly how much your inheritance is worth. And then you will probably be stuck with us even longer, albeit at a remove.” “What?” Their smile grew, although the edges of it twisted. “Bartholomew left everything to Silas and never updated his will. They haven’t read it officially, but the clerk here took me aside and told me. So I fear you’ve inherited his estate, too. I assume you’ll want me to sort that out as well?”
Now she’s RICH RICH omg
