“Is Brooke with him?” I asked.

There was a brief pause on the line.

“I haven’t seen her yet,” Daniel said. “But there’s a second car parked near the pier. It looks like her Mercedes.”

My hands tightened on the steering wheel.

My sister and my husband, planning their escape with my family’s money.

“Did you get the police?” I asked.

“I called them,” Daniel said. “But without the physical ledger or the original signatures, they can’t stop the boat from leaving. It’s a civil dispute until we prove the fraud.”

“I have the digital copies you sent me,” I said.

“We need the physical laptop, Emily. Gavin has the master key codes on his hard drive. If he wipes them, the offshore accounts disappear forever.”

“I’m five minutes away,” I said.

The highway was empty, the black asphalt reflecting the yellow streetlights.

To my right, the ocean was a vast, churning void.

I pressed down on the accelerator.

My mother’s threat echoed in my mind.

*Every bank account, every restaurant deed, frozen.*

If she exposed Evelyn’s faked death, it wouldn’t just stop me.