“Marked for murder?”
A nod.
A sigh. “Good. Jane’s caused enough trouble.”
“I told you it would happen.”
A solemn gaze. “What’s that over there?”
A shrug. “Addressed to you.” A sip of wine. A shaky breath.
“Read it.”
Lots of hesitation, and then: “Happy Father’s Day, Dad. Love, Jane.”
