“I didn’t know tenants were being forced out without relocation.”

“But you signed it.”

The words landed harder than Elias’s fist. I looked at the report in Victor’s hands. At the polished suite. At the children crying in sheets that cost more than Anna probably earned in a month.

“I signed the deal,” I said.

Anna looked away. Elias laughed from the floor. “There he is. There’s the man behind the curtain.”

The officer pulled him up. “Quiet.”