could tell the man was reading him, watching for the tells, the flash of guilt, the recalculation, the pivot to a cover story.
He didn’t see any of those things because there were none of those things to see, and Walter suspected this frustrated Harmon at least slightly.
“Mr. Briggs,” Harmon said, “would you like to explain these transactions?” And Walter said the thing that would confuse and alarm every person who heard it in the days and weeks that followed, “I’d like to speak to someone from the school
