Five
Mónica looks at me worriedly, while James’ lawyer sits silently, arms crossed, quietly savoring his anticipated victory.
“There’s nothing missing. There is no error. At the month’s close, accounts payable matched perfectly with Ford. The file is updated, and all invoices are recorded,” I explain calmly, with confidence. I place my hands on the podium and look the judge straight in the eyes. “Everything is correct.”
A mocking smile spreads across Dan’s face. He glances at the man in the Mustang, whispering something into his ear.
For a moment, I forget who I am—a powerful wolf, bound to honor my cursed lineage.