me cityward.
Vanessa had no idea what her cruelty had triggered.
By twelve that night, Vanessa had tried calling eleven times. I let every attempt go unanswered.
A text arrived from Derek.
“Hope you’ve learned your lesson. Call when you’re ready to apologize.”
They imagined me wandering a highway, frightened into apologizing.
Instead, I drank coffee in Richard’s office as his senior accountant laid out financial records.
Half a year earlier, I’d detected withdrawals from one subsidiary account that I couldn’t explain. The payments led to a consulting firm under
