And Trevor was sitting on a fortune, planning to leave her out of the biggest deal of his life.

I reached for the next document in the stack.

It was a copy of a property deed transfer, already signed by Trevor.

The buyer’s name was blank, but the seller was Trevor’s sole LLC.

I realized what this meant.

He wasn’t just hiding money.

He was planning a complete exit strategy.

I heard a sound outside.

It was the sound of a car engine idling in the driveway.

I stood up and walked to the window.

Through the dark, I saw the headlights of a car parked near the tree line.

It wasn’t my father’s truck.

It was a dark sedan.

The headlights flicked off, leaving the car in total darkness.

The engine kept running, a low rumble through the damp night air.

I stood very still behind the curtain, watching the dark car.

No one got out.

The windshield wipers swiped once, clearing the rain, then stopped.

I felt a chill run down my spine.

The papers on my table were a bomb.