She looked surprised, perhaps because I had never put that question first before.

“I want the workers protected.

If somebody took money meant to keep this factory alive, I want it recovered.

And I want to know who decided my marriage was a transaction they could manipulate.”

“Then we’ll start there,” I said.

For the first time in months, she looked at me without guarding her expression.

PART 10

An Uninvited Guest