Chapter 218

“Tell me you didn’t say anything to Stahl,” Simon said. Dear God, what was he going to do?

Mace had tried to speak with him at Stahl’s wedding, and he’d still been angry with her, had cut her off, had mocked what he saw as a pathetic attempt to leverage money from him. Was this what she had been trying to tell him?

“I did not,” Mark said.

“Thank you for that,” Simon said. He used Mark’s phone to text himself the photograph. “Please continue to keep it to yourself, and leave now. I need to think.” 13

There were days when Scooter felt like a fraud; between the new computer system and the work that Andy had done to get the books and inventory processes down to a neat science, there really wasn’t as much work to do that required Scooter’s personal attention. The long hours Scooter used to spend hunched over the ancient computer were whittled down to almost nothing.