Daniel rubbed his left eyebrow with two fingers.

“I have no idea what file you’re talking about, Claire,” he said.

“It was a mortgage pre-approval application for a property in Golden, Colorado,” I said.

“There was another file next to it,” I said.

“Something about electronic signature authorizations.”

Daniel let out a short, loud laugh.

He caught our waiter’s eye across the room and made a circling motion with his hand to clear the table.

“That’s what’s bothering you at our anniversary dinner,” Daniel said.