They had not counted the people watching the room.

That was their error, and it was already, though they did not know it, complete.

Chapter 10 — The Modified Page

“How,” I asked, and I kept my voice deadly quiet, the quiet I use when I want a liar to lean in and incriminate themselves, “did you get a state notary to stamp my signature while I was ten thousand miles away?”

Valerie leaned back against the doorframe and crossed her arms, and the smug, mocking smile widened, because she could not resist.