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his deep scowl.
    Ron sat back in his chair, his arms crossed over hischest. “I understand we have a problem that we need to resolve.”
    Nicole shrugged as she set her briefcase on the floor beside her chair. “No problem as far as I can see. I have a will from Tricia Williams giving her parents, Sam and Norah Williams, full custody of the boys, Justin and Tristan Williams. Norah Williams has passed away, but Sam is very much alive.” Nicole took out a copy of the will and placed it on the wooden desk in front of Ron. “You can keep that for your records.”
    Ron glanced over the papers. “This will hasn’t been filed with any legal firm, or put together with the help of a lawyer?”
    Nicole shook her head. “No, but it is witnessed and dated.”
    â€œBy whom?” Ron kept his eyes on the papers, flipping through them as he frowned.
    â€œI don’t know the woman. Apparently it was someone that Tricia lived with.”
    Ron’s slow nod combined with his laissez-faire attitude grated on Nicole, but she kept her temper in check. She had to stay in control.
    Then Ron sat back in his chair, his hands laced behind his head. “We could easily contest the legality of this will.”
    Now it was Nicole’s turn to frown. “What do you mean?”
    â€œHow do we know this is Tricia William’s signature? And who was this friend? Anyone could have put this together.”
    Kip leaned forward and she couldn’t help glancing his way, catching a gleam in his eye.
    â€œSo you’re saying this isn’t as cut-and-dried as some people think?” Kip asked.
    Hard not to miss the pleasure in his voice. Nicole fought back her concern. She had too much riding on this situation. Sam was expecting her to bring these boys back. It was what she had to do.
    â€œUnfortunately, no.”
    â€œSo that makes things a bit easier,” Kip said with an obvious note of relief in his voice.
    â€œWe have our own lawyer working on this case,” Nicole added, just in case Kip thought she was simply rolling over. “We have copies of Tricia’s handwriting and photographs of the boys.”
    â€œBirth certificates?” Ron asked, his chair creaking as he leaned forward, glancing over the will again.
    Nicole had to say no. “Again, that’s something our lawyer, James Feschuk is working on.” Dropping James’s name, however, got no reaction.
    â€œSo things are still in limbo?” Kip asked. He tapped a booted foot on the carpet, as if he couldn’t wait to get out of there. Nicole wasn’t surprised.
    He looked as if he was far more at home on the back of a horse than sitting in an office.
    Which made her wonder why he wouldn’t let the boys on the horses. He seemed so unreasonably angry with her when she took them to the horse corrals.
    And why did she care? The boys were leaving this life as soon as possible.
    Ron tapped his fingers on the desk, shaking his head as if to negate everything Nicole had said. “I’m sorry, but I don’t think anything can happen until we get all our questions answered.”
    â€œGreat.” Kip got to his feet. “Then we’ll wait.”
    â€œNot so fast, Kip,” Ron continued. “The other reality is we can’t completely negate Ms. Williams’s claim on these boys. She does have some rights for now.”
    Nicole’s frustration eased off. She had been ready to do battle with this small-town lawyer.
    Kip had already grabbed his denim jacket but clutched it now, his grey eyes staying on Ron, ignoring Nicole. “What rights?”
    â€œVisitation, for one,” Ron said.
    Kip blew out a sigh and shoved his hands through his hair as he glared at his own lawyer. “How will that work?”
    Time to take control. “I would like to visit the boys every day,” Nicole said.
    Kip finally turned his attention to her. “Every day? For how