“Then explain it.”
Her breathing became uneven.
“Charles borrowed money from people he shouldn’t have.”
I sat upright.
“What people?”
“He said the company was worth enough to cover it. But Lucas wouldn’t authorize the transfers.”
I glanced at Samantha, who had just entered the room.
She silently signaled for me to remain calm.
Courtney continued.
“Lucas was going to turn everything over to federal investigators. Charles said if that happened, we’d lose everything.”
“So you stole from him?”
“I didn’t know what else to do!”
Then she made a terrible mistake.
She said, “We never meant for Lucas to die.”
The room went silent.
My fingers went cold.
“What did you say?”
“I didn’t—”
“Courtney. What did you just say?”
She began breathing rapidly.
“Forget it.”
“Did you have something to do with his accident?”
“I have to go.”
“Courtney!”
The call ended.
I stared at the phone.
