Chapter 9
Naomi’s phone began vibrating.
Then Graham’s.
Then Sabrina’s.
Lorraine looked around as if the chandelier might explain what was happening.
Naomi checked one message.
“The emergency audit has begun.”
Graham stepped toward her.
“You cannot freeze operating funds.”
“These are not company operating funds.”
“You’ll destroy everything.”
Naomi looked at him.
“You should have considered that before billing Audrey’s trust for Sabrina’s expenses.”
Sabrina’s face changed.
“What expenses?”
Graham turned toward her.
“Not now.”
“No. What expenses?”
The second child began crying again.
Theo looked frightened.
I did not want their fear.
Children were not responsible for the adults who used them.
I looked at Sabrina.
“Take the children into the sitting room with the advocate.”
She stared at me.
“You don’t get to order me around.”
“The children should not hear this.”
Rebecca nodded toward the advocate.
“She is right.”
Sabrina hesitated.
Then gathered the children and moved toward the doorway.
Before leaving, Theo looked back at Graham.
Graham did not look at him.
That told me something else.
Theo had been useful as long as he completed the picture.
The moment consequences arrived, Graham returned to protecting himself.
Sabrina saw it too.
Her face hardened before she left.
Lorraine remained seated, hands trembling beside her plate.
“You cannot throw family into the street.”
I looked at Micah.
His dirty feet hung beneath the cardigan.
“You were comfortable doing worse.”
Lorraine’s mouth opened.
No answer came.
Naomi placed a sealed envelope on the table.
“Graham, your access to this property is suspended pending review.”
He laughed.
A desperate sound.
“You think a phone call makes Audrey powerful?”
“No,” Naomi replied.
“The documents make her the owner. The call simply made us enforce them.”
Graham turned toward me.
“Audrey, tell her to stop.”
For years, I had solved problems for him.
Smoothed negotiations.
Corrected mistakes.
Paid shortfalls.
Protected his reputation.
He still believed my love was a system he could reactivate with the correct tone.
I looked at my son.
Then at the empty chair that should have been his.
“No.”
Graham’s phone vibrated again.
This time, whatever appeared on the screen made him grip the table.
The crystal glass tipped and rolled.
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