“What kind of administrative update?” I asked.

Victoria slid the gold-tabbed folder across the polished island until it bumped against my coffee mug.

“Brandon has come across an extraordinary business opportunity,” Victoria said, smoothing her sweater over her hips.

“His development company needs a temporary secondary guarantee to close a major commercial loan.”

“Sterling Construction is a commercial builder,” I said.

“We don’t guarantee other people’s residential projects.”

“It’s just a formality,” Brandon said, clearing his throat loudly and leaning his knuckles on the marble.