Tessa & Silas
“Those invoices we flagged last spring.
Did anyone investigate?”
“Your father told accounting to wait,” she said.
“Marlene called it a clerical issue.”
“That explanation doesn’t fit.”
“No,” Ruth agreed.
“It doesn’t.”
I was still working when Silas returned with sawdust in his hair.
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