“Dad, I didn’t think —”

“You didn’t think at all,” his father hissed.

There was a bitter justice in watching Rasmus turn on Casper, because it revealed what the whole family had always actually valued, and it was not decency.

Rasmus was not horrified that his son had humiliated a woman.

He was horrified that his son had humiliated a useful woman — that Casper had thrown away the connection, the network, the whole point of the marriage, over the petty satisfaction of a rag.

The fury in that room was not moral.