I shot her a look.

She shrugged.

“Not the unfit part.”

Vance slid a tablet across the table.

“It gets worse.”

On the screen was a news headline: Suburban father with secret past removes injured child from hospital during abuse investigation.

Under it was an old photograph of me from twelve years ago, cropped from a charity gala.

My real name was printed beneath it: Julian Maddox.