Ethan closed the office door. The camera stayed inside. He had forgotten about it — a small unit I’d installed above the bookshelves the year before, after several pieces of mail went missing, connected to the same security account he assumed I rarely checked.

He stepped closer to her. “You need to calm down.”

“Do not tell me to calm down.”

“Everything can still be fixed.”

“How?”

“We leave before Daniel comes back.”