Mercer, I’ll hear from you in a moment.” Gavin put his hand over the phone.

The attorney asked Nina, “Who else had access to the server after nine thirty-four this morning?”

Nina clicked her pen.

“The executive keycards still logged every entry.”

Eleanor’s gaze moved to the second sheet.

I kept my hands on the box.

Sophie’s mug shifted inside, and the paper sleeve scraped against the cardboard.

Eleanor said, “Mr.