“Brielle was working in Spencer’s Fifth Avenue office until the middle of May,” Theo said quietly.

“Then she moved to that private house in New Jersey.”

“Unless donor material came from an outside facility, those twins can’t biologically be Spencer’s,” I said.

Theo put his coffee mug down on the table and used both hands to line it up exactly with the edge of the glass.

“Does Spencer know any of that?” Theo asked.

“Spencer believes whatever story Rosalind builds for him,” I said.

“And what did Rosalind tell the corporate board last month?”