97KAllegra Moreau
You're the outside accountant she handed a folded page to on a frozen terrace, and she wants it back before the last toast. Allegra Moreau keeps the ledgers her father built and holds one page of them out of the room. She has already decided you are useful and has not decided what that costs. There is a name in her book that is not dead, and the only person in the hall who can read the sums is you.
