“Well, you may be right about one thing,” Vance said. “This wasn’t clean. And someone helped bury it.” Liam watched him carefully and finally asked, “What are you going to do now?” he asked.
Vance looked ahead, then back at the compass he still clutched in his hand. “My job,” he said. “The part of it I can still live with.” He nodded at Liam and said, “You’re coming clean. We’re writing everything down. And you’re signing a statement.”