“I have been tracking the foreign accounts,” she said.

“And?” I asked.

“Bennett transferred five million dollars to a bank in the Cayman Islands yesterday,” she said. “But the transaction was flagged for review.”

“Why?” Julian asked, taking a seat beside me.

“Because the account holder listed is Celeste Monroe,” Priya said. “And the bank flagged it as potential tax evasion and unauthorized corporate transfer.”

I took a slow sip of the tea Marta handed me.

“She is his scapegoat,” I said.

“If the fraud charges stick, she goes down with him,” Julian said. “Or worse, she goes down instead of him.”

“She does not know that yet,” I said. “But she will realize it soon.”

The phone on the side table began to hum.

It was not my personal phone.

It was the prepaid burner phone Priya had given me earlier in the week.

I picked it up.

There was an unknown number on the screen.

I slid my finger across to answer.

I did not speak first.

A trembling voice came through the small speaker.

“Evelyn,” she whispered.

I held my breath.