Entirely whole.

And the sole and unconditional author of my own life.

And Maya — my assistant, who is bright and fierce and twenty-six, and who reminds me more than a little of the woman I was before I ever met the Sterlings — asked me once why I do this particular work, when a forensic accountant with my record could name her price at any firm in the country and never once have to sit with a weeping client.

And I told her the truth.