“Talk to me,” I said through gritted teeth, clenching the wooden planks of the bed.

“About what?” Jacob asked, looking from side to side of the room like it would give him the answers that he was looking for.

“Anything!” I snapped. “Just talk!”

“Erm,” he hesitated. “The company’s finance reports looked a little strange today.”

“How so?” I asked through gritted teeth.

That was the last thing that I ...