And I had spent two years, unwatched, doing something they never suspected me capable of.

There is a strange gift buried inside contempt, and I do not think most people who dispense it ever consider it.

When you decide that someone is beneath your notice, you stop noticing them.

And a person no one is noticing can see everything, and do anything, precisely because no one is looking.

My family’s low opinion of me, which had wounded me for so many years, turned out, in the end, to be the single greatest tactical advantage I have ever possessed.

Because Caleb hid his fraud from everyone he considered a threat: from the auditors, from the board, from anyone with the standing and the sophistication to catch him.