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Chapter 23 — The Brother Who Let Her Go
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Adrian didn't say a word the whole drive back.He drove with both hands on the wheel and his eyes on the road, and the cream-colored page lay on the seat between us in its envelope like a third passenger nobody wanted to talk to. Twice I opened my mouth. Twice he shook his head, very slightly, and I let it go.It was almost one in the morning when we reached the house. The gates were guarded now, two men in dark coats stamping their feet against the cold. Inside, the foyer floor had been scrubbed, and the smell of bleach hung in the air, sharp and clean and wrong.Alexander was waiting at the bottom of the stairs.He took one look at my face, and then at Adrian's, and he didn't ask. He just said, "What happened?""Is she awake?" Adrian said."She's in her sitting room. She came back from the hospital an hour ago." Alexander's eyes went to the envelope in Adrian's hand. "Mikhail's out of surgery. They think he'll make it.""Good." Adrian's voice cracked on the word. "That's good.""Adr
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Victor straightened up like he'd just told us the weather."Not here," he said. "I won't have this conversation in front of a hundred people holding champagne. Come with me. Both of you."I felt Adrian's hand tighten on my elbow. "Why would we?""Because you want to know why, and I want to tell you." He smiled, tired around the edges. "I've been waiting a long time to say it out loud to someone who'd actually listen. Don't you think that's worth four minutes?"He didn't wait for an answer. He turned and walked off through the crowd, nodding at people, touching a shoulder here, laughing at something someone said, and I watched him go with the strange, sick feeling that he was walking us out of a trap by leading us into one."Don't go," I said, low."I have to." Adrian didn't look at me. "I've been trying to ask him for weeks.""Then I'm coming.""Lucy—""You're not going in there alone, and neither am I letting him think I'll sit in a corner." I took his arm. "Move."It was a small roo
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I didn't answer him the way he wanted.I could feel what he wanted. It was in how close he'd stepped, in the little tilt of the recorder, in the hungry patience of someone who has asked the one question that can't be taken back. He wanted me to flinch. He wanted me to say *how dare you*, or to cry, or to run for the car. Any of those would make a clip. Any of those would make the story his.I took a breath. I looked past him at the wall of cameras, the dozen lenses pointed at my face, and I understood that I was about to be filmed no matter what I did. So I decided to be filmed doing something."That's a serious thing to say about my mother," I said.My voice carried farther than I expected. The shouting in front of me thinned out, then stopped."I don't know what happened to her," I went on. "I wish I did. I'm going to find out, and when I do, you'll hear it from me, not from anyone with an agenda." I looked at the reporter. "You can print that.""Mrs. Vale—""I'm not finished." I tu
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"Your office," I said."My office." Alexander's voice came out flat, scraped clean of everything. "LGL is the legal division. AX is me. Seven-seven-four-one is my executive signing token. It's tied to my credentials. Every payment I've ever approved carries a code like it.""But you didn't approve these.""I didn't approve any of them."He said it fast, and then he said it again, slower, as if he wanted to hear whether it sounded true."Lucy. I swear to you. I have never seen this account. I have never signed a transfer through Calloway Industrial Supply. I don't know what this is."I believed him. That wasn't the hard part. The hard part was watching him look at the screen and understand that believing him wouldn't be enough for anyone else.---He pulled up the system logs himself. I stood at his shoulder and watched him work, fast and precise, the way I'd seen him work in the ninth-floor office, except that now his fingers had a tremor in them that he kept hiding against the keys.
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Nobody said his name.That was the first thing I noticed. Three of us stood in that narrow space behind a hidden panel, reading the same eight words, and not one of us looked at Adrian. We looked at the wood. We looked at the cufflink, still sticky in my palm. We looked everywhere but at the one person in the room those words were about.Behind us, the foyer was loud. Radios. Boots on marble. A medic calling out numbers. In here, the quiet pressed against my ears.The clock on Richard's desk said 10:47.*You have until midnight.*"Say something," Adrian said.His voice was low and even. He hadn't moved from where he stood, one shoulder against the bookcase, hands loose at his sides. If he was frightened, he'd put it somewhere I couldn't see."I'm not going to accuse you," I said."You should be considering it.""I'm considering a lot of things." I turned to face him. "Considering isn't accusing."Alexander hadn't spoken. He was staring at the scratched letters, and the muscle in his c
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