“Sienna.” His voice dropped into the patient tone he saved for slow waiters.

“A good daughter helps her family when they’re going through a hard time.”

“Which one of you is going through a hard time?”

He picked up the tote.

It was empty.

No lamp, no cord, nothing in it at all.

“Do you have any idea what the build-out on that second location cost me?” he said.

“Do you know what drywall goes for these days?”