PART 3
Ben moved the cursor over the name.
Then he pulled his hand away from the mouse.
“You don’t want to know.” “Yes, I do.”
He looked around the finance office.
Nobody seemed to be paying attention.
Then he whispered the name.
“Monica.”
I leaned back.
For several seconds, neither of us spoke.
Monica had looked me directly in the eyes and told me the number was a temporary adjustment.