Bryce knew, in the vague way he knew things about me, that I had worked in corporate strategy before we married.

He knew, if he’d stopped to think, that my grandfather, Ernesto Vega, had founded a regional logistics company decades ago.

What Bryce had never once bothered to find out was what became of it after my grandfather died.

Vega Logistics had grown, over thirty years, from a regional outfit into a global supply-chain company with distribution hubs across the United States, Spain, and Western Europe.

When my grandfather passed, his controlling shares were folded into a private family trust, and I was one of its primary beneficiaries.