Noelle’s accounts.

You will be looking at federal tax-fraud charges by morning.

I would advise you to say nothing further tonight without counsel present.”

Behind him, a taxi swung into the drive, and Rosalind came half-running up the steps in a state, her composure gone.

“Greer!

You have to think of this family’s reputation!

You cannot destroy my son’s entire career over a birth certificate!”

I looked at Rosalind, and then down at Camden, whose eyes had gone wide and hollow and finally, at last, afraid.