14
Three weeks later
Garrick Kincade sat at his desk, poring over the estimates for the renovation Celia Lynton had provided. They’d arrived in a standard brown mailer, and along with it came a white card-sized envelope. He finally pushed aside the papers and opened the envelope.
A simple, elegant wedding invitation naming Celia Lynton and Carter Martin as the future bride and groom, along with the date and location of the event. No gifts requested, but charitable donations were allowed per the instructions. He chuckled over that as he’d put a call in to Ravenswood and placed a tuition donation toward Matthew Lynton’s second semester just the other day.
Garrick reached for his cell phone, a smile on his lips. The invitation had reminded him of some unfinished business. He made calls to
