looked surprised.
“When?”
“After he lost the job.”
“So he stayed in New York.”
“Yes.”
“We couldn’t locate him.”
“You didn’t look very hard.”
Victoria accepted that.
“No.”
Alessandro’s face had hardened.
“Who altered the invoices?”
Victoria turned back to him.
“Marco.”
The room went silent.
I looked at Alessandro.
Something moved across his face that I had never seen.
Pain.
Clean and immediate.
“No.”
Victoria did not flinch.
“The audit found his authorization chain.”
“Marco accused David.”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“I don’t know.”
“That is convenient.”
“I know.”
“Was he stealing?”
“No.”
Another surprise.
“Then why alter invoices?”
Victoria opened the folder.
“He was moving expenses between divisions.”
