On an Autumn Evening in Manhattan, Fifty Million Dollars Signed Away Eleven Long Years

“That matches the entry I pulled from the foundation audit ledger this morning,” Nora said.

“She booked it as a reproductive research grant.”

“There’s another problem,” I said.

“Brielle’s pregnancy timeline doesn’t line up with Spencer’s baseline diagnostic report.”

The fountain pen cap clicked again on Nora’s end.

“Walk me through that, Vivian.”

“Spencer’s fragmentation score was eighty percent five years ago,” I said.

“Dr.