Chapter 30 · She Unlocks Him

"Two sets," I said, and slapped the tablet down on his desk hard enough to rattle his whiskey glass. "Two prints on that drive, Luca. One's the mole's. Guess whose the other one is."

He didn't look at the screen. He looked at me, which was worse.

"Careful, Nora." His voice was flat, the kind of flat that meant he was already three moves ahead of me. "You're the CFO now. Not the interrogator."

"I'm the one who can read a ledger and a fingerprint scan in the same afternoon." I turned the tablet toward him, tapped the second print. "That's yours. On the same drive that put my brother in a warehouse with a gun to his head. Explain that before I walk it to the Feds myself."

He stood up slow, came around the desk slow, like slow was supposed to scare me more than fast. It did. His hand landed on the tablet, not on me, and he pushed it face down.

"I touched that drive because I pulled it out of my own safe two years ago," he said. "Before I knew what was on it.