your family walked through them.”
His face changed.
“That’s unfair.”
“Is it?”
I walked toward the desk and picked up another statement.
“Who took my Platinum card from the locked drawer in my office?”
Silence.
Adrian looked away.
“Adrian?”
“I borrowed it.”
“Without asking.”
“I was going to tell you.”
“When?”
He said nothing.
“Before Aspen?”
His head lifted.
Gerald looked at him.
“Aspen?”
I laughed softly.
“Apparently nobody told Dad about that either.”
Adrian rubbed his face.
“It was a trip.”
“Charged to a card I had locked away.”
