What if he had been reacting to something else?
“Give me your phone,” I said.
“Maya—”
“Please.”
He handed it over.
My hands shook as I opened the browser.
I typed the portal address from memory.
The page loaded.
Halden’s blue-and-silver logo appeared.
Client Login.
I knew every pixel of that page.
I had used it for months.
Liam watched me.
“What are you looking for?”
I didn’t answer.
I deleted one word from the web address.
Then the hyphen.
A different site appeared.
Halden Forensic Advisory.
Same logo.
Almost the same page.
Almost.
The spacing was slightly different.
The legal notice at the bottom used a smaller font.
I felt cold.
“No.”
Liam leaned nearer.
“What?”
“The portal.”
“What about it?”
“I’ve been uploading records to the wrong portal.”
For once, my brother had no response.
I stared at the screen.
Six months of bank statements.
