He found one who had, in the space of a single night, gotten her feet under her.

And the coffee in his hands and the careful softened expression on his face were suddenly, obviously, the wrong tools for the room he had walked into.

Chapter 9 — The Partnership Audit

“It’s a partnership audit,” I said.

My voice came out steady, which surprised me as much as it surprised him.

“The one my uncle set up twenty years ago, when he provided the seed capital for Draycott Holdings.”

Beau’s face lost its color.