A deeper, older voice answered from inside the office suite.

“And what is your private equity stake?” Arthur Vance asked.

“Sixty thousand dollars in dedicated cash,” Grant said.

“All held under Holloway Holdings.”

Caroline stopped the mop in the middle of the tile hallway.

Sixty thousand dollars was a sum she had never seen on a bank statement in her life.

They had had sixty-four dollars in their joint checking account on Elmwood Avenue that morning.

She took half a step closer to the open door, holding the wooden mop handle tight against her side.