“The expansion depends on the medical board’s approval.”

“More importantly, it depends on Dr. Vance’s investment group.”

“They are putting up fifty million dollars, Ethan.”

“If there is any scandal, the whole thing falls apart.”

“Vance will pull out.”

“The bank will foreclose on the land.”

“We will lose the development group.”

“You need to fire her immediately.”

“Tell her to leave the property, or I will call the police myself.”

Ethan slowly lowered the phone a few inches from his ear.

He did not hang up.

He just stared at the screen, then looked back up at me.

The rain outside seemed to grow louder, a steady roar against the stone walls of the mansion.

I stood perfectly still, waiting for him to make his choice.

Ethan’s breathing was shallow.

He looked at the brass lamp, then at the shadow it cast across the carpet.

“Is it true?” Ethan asked, his voice directed at the phone but his eyes locked on mine.

“Is what true?” Daniel’s voice tinny from the speaker.

“Is Vance the lead investor?” Ethan asked.