People imagine that a betrayed woman collecting evidence must be trembling with fury, and I was not.

I was doing arithmetic.

I had spent my whole career doing arithmetic — finding the true story that a set of numbers is hiding, following it patiently to its source, building the case so completely that when you finally present it, there is nothing left to argue about.

Adrian had just handed me, in a single arrogant evening, the last variables I needed.

He simply did not know yet that he had sat down to dinner with an auditor.

I have spent twenty years being underestimated by men who could not see past the calm, and I have come, over time, to think of it as the single greatest professional advantage I possess.