It had worked on me for the better part of a decade; it had worked on his family, on our friends, on everyone who found it easier to accept his story than to check it.

Confidence like that is a kind of counterfeit authority, and it passes as real currency right up until the moment someone demands to see the gold behind it.

Claire was that someone.

She was utterly unmoved by his confidence, because she had learned, in a career of watching confident men lie, that confidence is not evidence, and that the two are in fact often inversely related.

And so she did the one thing that dismantles a man like Brandon: she stopped letting him narrate and started making him answer. Did she move money to her family?