“He was running a routine server backup before the Easter guests got there,” she said, her voice fading…

“Did the system catch the transfer?” Richard asked.

“The automatic audit showed the export log from Thursday night,” Emily said.

“It said twenty-four gigabytes had been copied to an external drive.”

Michael moved closer to the foot of the bed.

“What did he do when he saw that timestamp?”

“He put his coffee mug down on the counter,” Emily said.

“At first he didn’t yell.”