“No,” I said. “The dress was only the moment I stopped pretending.”
Then my attorney, Helen Brooks, called.
“We found the transfers,” she said.
I looked through the camera at Daniel.
He was already staring up at me.
He knew.
“Send everything to the board,” I said.
Helen paused. “All of it?”
“All of it.”
Daniel stepped closer to the door, his voice shaking now.
