Mikandra worked, turning over pages and pages in the books. She found more irregularities and wrote them all down on a separate sheet of paper. With each amount she found, her feeling that the accountant had hidden the money intensified.
Taerzo was still asleep on the couch, but Rehan had finally sat down to help with the accounts, even though he kept getting up to walk around the room a few times before sitting down again. His restlessness drove her crazy, but she didn’t say anything, because he couldn’t help it, much less do anything about it. She glanced at his hands, but didn’t spot any of the characteristic tremors or clumsiness. Those were the symptoms that usually came before the restlessness, or rather, the restlessness was a result of the tremors. Either he hid the tremors well o
