But Lauren had noticed everything.
She always had.
In that folder, I found what I needed. Not only documents. Patterns.
I found hotel charges you said were business meals.
I found cash withdrawals that lined up with evenings you told me you were working late.
I found messages on the old tablet you thought no one used anymore.
And I found the name Olivia.
My face burned.
Daniel’s eyes stayed fixed on me, as if he were watching the exact moment a man met himself for the first time and disliked the introduction.