Andrew blinked, caught off guard by the sharpness in my voice. He looked at me for a long second, his eyes searching my face before he finally nodded and pulled his phone from his trousers pocket.

“Alright. If it’s that bad, we’re pulling it right now.”

He dialed his account manager immediately, the call connecting after two rings.

I turned back to the cutting board, pretending to be completely focused on slicing the tomatoes, but every muscle in my back was tense. I listened to his voice as he calmly instructed the man on the other end to halt all scheduled financial transfers to the academy, effective immediately.

He didn't...