Chapter 10 - Uncovering The Cayman Network
Genevieve squeezed my hand tightly, her tears falling onto my shoulder as she reached out to touch my hair.
“You listened to Toby,” she whispered, her voice weak and hoarse. “That’s all that matters, Dad. You listened.”
“I’m never going to let anyone come between us again,” I swore, looking up at her with absolute resolve.
“Evelyn is in police custody right now, and her assets are being frozen by the state prosecutor.”
Genevieve glanced at the small TV mounted on the hospital wall, which was already showing breaking news of my wedding disaster.
“Billionaire Thomas Vance Halts Wedding After Exposing Mistress’s Four Million Dollar Embezzlement Scheme,” the banner read.
“Dad, Evelyn didn't work alone,” Genevieve said, her face growing serious as she leaned forward.
“When she confronted me in the parking lot, she was on speakerphone with someone else.”
“A man with a heavy accent. He told her to make sure I signed the trust waiver before the ceremony.”
I narrowed my eyes, processing her words as my corporate instincts immediately kicked back into gear.
Evelyn was an ambitious associate, but she didn't have the sophisticated financial knowledge required to bypass our firm's security systems.
Someone inside Vance Logistics—someone high up in our executive structure—had been guiding her every move.
I pulled out my phone and dialed my private investigator, Richard, who had spent twenty years handling corporate intelligence for my firm.
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“Richard,” I said into the speaker. “I need you to audit the personal accounts of every member of my executive board.”
“Starting with my chief financial officer, Richard Miller.”
