“Excuse me,” he said, his voice carrying through the church. “My name is Daniel Hayes. I am Lily Reed’s attorney.”
Jason snapped upright. “Now? We’re doing this now?” he barked.
Mr. Hayes didn’t react. “Your wife left explicit instructions,” he replied evenly. “Her will is to be opened and read today, in front of her family—and in front of you.”
He opened his folder and fixed his gaze on Jason.
“There is a section Lily insisted be read aloud at her funeral.”
