More review was needed to find out whether any payouts had been mishandled.

Daniel had passed the accounting questions to specialists and told us not to treat unanswered questions as proof.

Lucas thanked him and put the report away.

I had braced for an outburst.

Instead he went into the kitchen and started peeling potatoes.

“Aren’t you angry?” I asked.

“Yes,” he said.

“But for years I thought there wasn’t a single piece of paper anywhere that said I mattered.