Yes.”
“Does she know Northbridge?”
“I don’t know.”
Daniel leaned forward.
“There’s more.”
I almost laughed.
“Of course there is.”
He glanced at Lily.
I understood.
“Sweetheart?”
She looked up.
“Yes?”
“Would you like to take your picture to the front desk and ask if they have crayons?”
She considered this.
“What colors?”
“Probably all of them.”
She immediately climbed down.
Adrian stood.
“I’ll take her.”
I looked at him.
“You don’t have to.”
“I know.”
He held out his hand to Lily.
She took one of his fingers.
I watched them cross the lobby.
An extraordinarily wealthy man with no jacket and a four-year-old carrying a drawing of him as a giant stick figure with a dog.
My throat tightened unexpectedly.
Daniel noticed.
He politely looked back at the computer.
“What else?” I asked.
“We reviewed Ms. Ellison’s company access logs.”
“You can do that legally?”
“She’s an employee
