“The insurance settlement cleared into the corporate operating account two weeks ago,” Spencer said, his tone turning sharp and defensive.

“Personal items kept in family safes fall under the firm’s inventory policies.”

“You used the insurance payout to cover Brielle’s private retainer in New Jersey,” I said.

Brielle backed toward the hearth, resting both hands low on her stomach again without saying a word.

Spencer tugged at both silver cuff links one after the other, avoiding my eyes as he slid a pen across the mahogany.

“Where the money came from has nothing to do with the settlement terms,” Spencer said.