I addressed Margaret.
“Can IT tell us when the order to revoke my credentials was submitted?”
She confirmed it.
“They already did.”
She passed me a final page.
The request preceded the gala by forty-eight hours.
Camden Royce had authorized it.
I raised my eyes.
His expression showed he recalled signing.
The investigation had reached its answer.
What remained was a decision.
PART 4: THE PRICE OF BEING QUIET
The directors remained in session three more hours.
My marriage ended in under three minutes.
Camden approached me later in the executive lounge.
I stood at a city-facing window when he entered and locked the door.
A year earlier, the lock would have turned my head.
This time, I faced the city.
“Elena.”
I remained quiet.
“Sloane is being suspended.”
Again, silence.
“I didn’t know she changed the records.”
“I believe you.”
He paused.
I faced him.
Relief crossed his face.
