It had a date.

It had signatures.

It had, I would come to see, a name at the bottom, and the name was not the one I’d expected.

Chapter 12 — Renata’s Flash Drive

Two days later Renata asked, through her own lawyer, for a private meeting.

I almost said no.

I said yes because Adeline told me to.

She came to the office wearing no jewelry and no makeup, which on Renata was itself a kind of confession — I had never once seen her unarmored.