After Graduation, I Took One Quiet Step to Protect My Future—It Turned Out to Matter

involved.”

I left shortly after that, claiming I had work in the morning. On the drive home to my studio apartment—the one I still rented because I wasn’t ready to move into the house and make myself a target—I called Richard.

“They’re starting,” I told him.

“Good,” he said. “Let them. The trust is ironclad. There’s nothing they can do.”

But I knew my continue reading …