It made me feel awake.

And it told me something about Beau that I have never been able to un-know.

In the whole of that exchange — learning that his wife held a controlling stake in his family’s company, that his entire understanding of his own leverage had been an illusion for two decades — not once did his eyes go to the bassinet.

A different man, even a guilty one, even a cornered one, might have looked at that moment at the daughter whose existence had triggered all of it.

Beau looked at the certificates.