The man who cared about building things, not just counting the money they generated.

“I have to go down to the federal building now,” Nathan said.

“My lawyer is waiting for me.”

“Thank you, Nathan,” I said.

He paused by my chair, his hand resting on the back of it for a brief second.

“I should have done this the day he showed me the first offshore ledger, Claire,” he said.

“I’m sorry I waited so long.”

“We both waited too long,” I said.

He nodded once, then walked out of the conference room.

The heavy glass door clicked shut behind him.

I sat in the silence of the room, listening to the rain.

Evelyn was still staring out the window, her back to me.

“Are you going to the house?” she asked.

“No,” I said.

“I have no desire to watch him scream.”

“But I want to make sure he doesn’t take anything that belongs to me.”

I reached into my purse and pulled out my tablet.

I opened the security application for the Miami estate.