Yet his first regret was that he had lost access to her labor and resources.

The truth was more humiliating than anything his employer could write in a report.

His phone rang.

It was his attorney, asking about a proposed interview with investigators handling the questioned transactions.

Garrett said he’d call back and stared at the screen until it went dark.

Priscilla sat across from him.

“Iris is doing this to punish us.”

He looked at the files scattered around the table: the unpaid invoices, the promised refunds, the authorization forms.