Why are you even questioning this?”

“I just like having my facts straight,” I said.

Ethan rolled the blueprints up tightly and snapped a rubber band around them.

He tossed them on the couch.

“You always do this,” Ethan said.

“You go hunting for problems that aren’t there.

Vanessa’s doing her best to include everybody.”

The electronic lock on the front door beeped twice.