Nash is your son, Weston!

I did every single thing you asked to get inside his accounts!”

Then she turned, and saw Roderick in the doorway, and dropped the phone.

He crossed the room and picked it up and put it to his ear.

“You made a very convincing proud father, Roderick,” Kingsley’s voice said, cool and amused.

“I’ll give you that.

Your wife’s trust was a fortress from the outside — I could never have touched it.

But your ego was the easiest back door I have ever walked through in my life.”