First fury: You made me look like a fool in front of everyone. Then wounded: You can’t do this after everything we’ve shared. Then cruel: Your daughter has always wanted to destroy us. And finally, the one that told the truth: Don’t show anyone those files.

They’re private. Daniel tapped that last one.

“There,” he said.

“She never once asked what files you have.

She didn’t ask because she already knows.

Innocent people ask what you’re talking about.

Guilty ones tell you to keep it quiet.”

I have thought many times about how lucky I was to have Daniel in the building that day, because everything in me wanted to do the opposite of what he told me.