Adrian remained where he was.
I pointed to the photograph.
“You knew Ethan.”
“No.”
“You were in the same place.”
“Yes.”
“With your sister.”
“Yes.”
“With Sam Baines.”
“Yes.”
“And my husband.”
“Yes.”
“But you expect me to believe none of you knew one another?”
Adrian looked down at the photograph.
“This was taken at a charity event.”
“What charity event?”
“A donor reception at St. Catherine’s Medical Center.”
His voice changed when he said the hospital’s name.
“Caroline was being treated there.”
“And Sam?”
“Northbridge sponsored part of the event.”
My mouth went dry.
“So you knew Northbridge.”
“I knew the company existed.”
“Did you do business with them?”
“Prescott Health did.”
“Did you approve it?”
“No. Procurement did.”
“Who ran procurement?”
His eyes lifted to mine.
“That depends on the year.”
“That sounds convenient.”
“It sounds corporate.”
I hated that he was probably right.
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