“You told me to remove her.”

Matteo turned.

The words landed differently now.

Not as an explanation.

As preparation.

“Who drove?”

“Victor Hale.”

“Where is he?”

“Off duty.”

“Bring him here.”

Thomas looked toward the desk.

The folders Arthur had left were gone.

Matteo had moved them before dawn.

“What’s happening?”

“I’m asking questions.”