At Sunday lunch, my son’s new fiancée asked for $2 million for a lavish wedding

Vanessa Morales learned that lesson the hard way, and she’d have twelve years to think about it.

As for me, I had an antique book to restore and a life to get back to. The quiet life I’d retired into, the one I’d earned after thirty-eight years of putting criminals away.

Turned out you can retire from prosecution, but the prosecutor never really retires from you.

And honestly, I wouldn’t have it any other way.