I typed a brief reply to Rachel, thanking her for the information.

Then I closed my laptop and walked to the window.

The gray clouds were breaking, letting thin needles of sunlight hit the water.

My phone buzzed on the table.

It was a text from an unknown number again.

This time, it was text only.

*He’s going to tell them you did it.*

*He’s telling Marcus that you stole the money from the trust account.*

The sender had to be Vanessa, lash out from her own ruin.

I picked up the phone to call Robert back, but before I could dial, the screen lit up with a high-priority email notification.

The sender was the secretary of the board at Mercer Development.

The subject line read: *Notice of Emergency Board Meeting – Financial Discrepancies.*

My name was listed on the CC line as a minority shareholder.

The meeting was scheduled for nine o’clock tomorrow morning at the city headquarters.

My fingers hovered over the screen as I read the attached agenda.

The first item was the authorization of an internal investigation into the co-founders.