“My dad owns every law firm in this province,” the lawyer’s daughter laughed after ramming her brand-new Tesla into my old Subaru

seen the email I sent to Public Services and Procurement Canada.”

There was a long, heavy pause on the line.

When he spoke again, his voice had lost some of its polish.

“Yes,” he said tightly. “I… I have seen your email.”

“Good,” I replied. “Then we don’t need to waste time pretending this is a minor inconvenience.”

“Mr. Cross,” he said, and now I could continue reading …