Victor’s expression darkened as he scanned the documents. “Daniel,” he said.

Anna stared at me. “What does he mean?”

I could have lied. Most men in my world would have — said acquisitions were complicated, that subsidiaries owned subsidiaries, that a CEO couldn’t possibly know every building in a billion-dollar portfolio.

All of it would have been true. None of it would have been enough.

“My company is leading a redevelopment project,” I said. “Your building may have been part of the acquisition.”

Her arms tightened around the children. “You?”