My husband splashed champagne over my dress at his promotion gala to introduce his mistress.

Two hundred people watched a man do that to his wife and one of them handed me a napkin.

I have thought about the other hundred and ninety-nine more than I have thought about Dash.

They were not monsters. They were people with mortgages at an event run by their employer, watching the group operations director do something appalling, and every one of them made the same four-second calculation I would have made at twenty-six.

Marguerite still works there. She was promoted in the June, on merit, by a process I had nothing to do with and deliberately did not look at until it was done.

What happened to the Verrin division.

The preservation notice went out at 23:40 on the seventh of November.

An audit committee review started on the eighteenth. It is not a scandal and I am not going to inflate it: nothing was stolen and nobody is going to prison.

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