He pulled his hand away from his tie and slapped both palms down on the rubber steering wheel.

“We’re shuffling business credit lines around to cover winter payroll,” he said, raising his voice over the rumble of the engine.

“And Clara is just helping with the commercial office redesign, nothing more.”

“Clara Sterling is managing company credit lines now?”

“She knows people at the regional lending office,” he said, turning his head to stare straight out through the windshield.

“You don’t need to concern yourself with company asset management, Audrey.”