I turned the box a quarter inch on the table.

“Three years ago, the Whitcombe retainer was one hundred fifty thousand.

I wrote the renewal strategy that raised it eighteen point four percent in my second year.”

Gavin’s phone tapped his leg again, and he didn’t answer.

“The Detroit retail pilot brought in two hundred twelve thousand in its first quarter,” I said.

“The next quarter ran twenty-eight percent above that.

The March campaign pulled in eleven thousand four hundred new households.”