“Business expenses.”

“What business?”

“You wouldn’t understand.”

Garrett sat at the dining table, rubbing his forehead.

He’d recently received a request from his employer’s compliance department to attend a meeting about irregular files.

He had been told not to contact certain customers directly until the review was completed.

“Priscilla,” he said, “did you submit anything with Iris’s name on it?”

“You told me it was fine.”