“I’m not paying sixteen hundred dollars for luxury suites out of my registrar checking account,” Evelyn said.

She twirled her car key lanyard around her index finger once, then let it drop against the steering wheel.

“You told us this whole weekend was covered by your school administrative travel account.”

Mark turned back to me, his eyes quick and narrow under his brow.

“Give me the master password for the online banking portal, Nora,” Mark said, his voice flat and thin.

“Just the password.