He didn’t bend to pick it up.

He couldn’t.

He just stared at Daniel, his mouth opening and closing without sound, like a man who has been shown, all at once, the entire shape of his own ruin.

“I’m not an actor from an agency, Luke,” Daniel said, and there was no cruelty in his voice, only a flat and total authority.

“My name is Daniel Whitlock.

I’m the senior forensic auditor and lead litigator for the Aldridge Litigation Group, in Washington.” Luke staggered back a step, one hand going to his chest.