“He bought the zoning laws for our new Manhattan hotel complex,” Jonathan said, his eyes narrowing.

“And he used corporate funds to do it,” Benjamin added. “That is grand larceny, embezzlement, and systemic bribery.”

The room fell silent, save for the low hum of the refrigerator in the corner.

I looked toward the hallway, worried that our voices would wake Liam and Chloe.

They were sleeping soundly, unaware of the storm gathering around their lives.

“Does Rebecca know?” I asked, looking at Jonathan.

“Of course she knows,” Jonathan said, his face hardening. “Her signature is on the foundation’s authorization forms.”

He pointed to a small, scanned signature at the bottom of the page.

“She helped him organize it,” Jonathan said. “It was her way of securing her position in the family.”

“If this goes to the federal prosecutor, Harrison is finished,” Benjamin said, tapping the papers. “And Rebecca goes down with him.”

“This is the leverage we need,” Jonathan said, looking at me. “He cannot remove me from the board if I have this.”

“It is not that simple, Jonathan,” Benjamin warned, his voice grave.