Odalind looked, deliberately, at her husband, and at her mother-in-law, and at Sorrel.

“Three,” she said.

“Just three.

It’s only for my parents and me.”

Ansel watched her confirm the order against their joint account, and a muscle beside his left eye began to jump.

It came to a little over eight thousand dollars, and she did not blink at the number, and not one person in that room had any idea what she had actually just set in motion.