The Man Who Never Boarded the Plane
Chadworth reached over and put his hand flat on the counter next to his daughter’s hand, not touching it, just there.
“You are not sly,” he said.
“You are observant.
You noticed something in this house that a grown man with thirty-one cameras took four months to notice.
You kept a written record with dates.
Do you know what that’s called in my business?
That’s called documentation, and it is the single most valuable thing anybody has produced in this house all year.”
Lorelai’s chin came up half an inch.