Chapter 6
An hour later, I sat inside the private executive suite on the top floor of the Halcyon Hotel, sipping hot tea.
Malcolm Reed sat across from me, reviewing the forensic accounting ledger compiled by our team of investigators.
“Julian authorized two million dollars in shell-company payments over the last eight months, Audrey,” Malcolm revealed, handing me a printout.
“Every single wire transfer went directly to a private bank account registered under Camilla Price’s maiden name in Nevisian jurisdiction.”
“They were planning to drain Aurelia’s remaining liquid capital and flee to Europe by the end of the fiscal quarter.”
I set my tea glass down onto the glass coffee table, looking out the floor-to-ceiling window at the glowing Boston skyline.
“They thought I was too weak and distracted by my grief over my mother to notice their paper trail,” I murmured softly.
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“Julian assumed my quiet nature meant I was stupid.”
“He is about to discover that quiet people have the most dangerous minds.”
