working for Aaron.
As if she were waiting for something.
Or someone.
Twenty minutes later, I was sitting in the back of a sedan driven by a man my family had employed since I was nineteen.
As the city moved past the windows, I thought about everything I had ignored.
Aaron changing passwords.
New accounts I wasn’t told about.
His phone suddenly always face down.
Long nights at the office.
Jasmine appearing in meetings that once included me.
I had noticed every change.
I had simply explained each one away
