“I know it was.”

“He forged my authorization to take it.”

“I know that too, and I gave the government the tape that proves it, and I did five years.” She screwed the cap back on the bottle. “I’m not asking you to forgive me.

I did a thing to you that I can’t undo and I’d do the time again. I’m telling you one fact you didn’t have, because I’m about to hand over eleven months of audio that might get me killed and I’d like one person in this to have the whole picture.”

She stood up.

“You had a satellite phone under your pillow,” Vanessa said. “I had a foreclosure notice on my mother’s refrigerator. We were never in the same room, General.