Chapter 2 - Emma Was Never Just Serving Tables
Emma did not answer Richard immediately.
Wine ran from her hair onto the collar of her white shirt.
Cash lay scattered around her shoes.
Thomas stood between her and the table.
“She owns half this restaurant.”
Richard stared at Emma.
Vanessa stopped smiling.
Across the room, several phones remained raised.
Emma bent slowly and picked up one of the bills Vanessa had thrown.
Then she placed it back on the table.
“I don’t need your money.”
Richard looked toward Thomas.
“This is some kind of stunt?”
“No,” Emma said. “It’s an audit.”
That word changed Thomas’s face.
Three weeks earlier, Emma had arrived at Bellamy House using only her first name.
No owner introduction.
No special schedule.
No office.
She worked lunches, private dinners, and corporate events as a regular server.
Only Thomas and the restaurant’s attorney knew who she was.
She had come because twelve employees had made the same complaint.
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Someone was taking money that belonged to the floor staff.
And Richard’s company appeared on more of those nights than anyone else.
