Claire asked Mr.

Davis, very calmly, to check the delivery time in his logbook, and he did, and the envelope had been dropped at the desk hours before Brandon ever raised his hand to my mother.

I called Liam right there in the lobby.

“Did Brandon know you had that money on Tuesday afternoon?” I asked him.

Liam sounded puzzled.

“Of course he knew.

He handed it to me himself, Sunday morning.” I had to sit down on the lobby bench, because my legs simply stopped holding me.