I could not hear the words, and for the first time, I did not strain to.

Their private agreement no longer controlled what I knew to be true.

Gregory returned to our table carrying a clean towel and a glass of cold water.

“We’ve secured the recording,” he said quietly, “and there’s something else you should know.”

Spencer’s head snapped toward him.

“What do you mean?”

The manager glanced at the leather bill folder.

“Several additional items were ordered before Mrs.