Daniel Pierce.
My heart began pounding.
"How closely connected?"
Grant opened another document.
"His firm prepared some of the corporate paperwork."
I stared at her.
"That doesn't necessarily mean he knew the money was stolen."
"No," she agreed. "But it creates a serious conflict that we need to investigate."
I looked down.
For weeks, I'd been relying on Daniel.
I'd given him access to documents.
Confidential financial information.
Details of my injuries.
Everything.
Then I remembered something.
The River Oaks property.
The house I'd sold to make Trevor leave.
Daniel had arranged the transaction.
I looked up sharply.
"Detective, I need to know who bought my house."
She studied me.
"Do you have the sale documents?"
I nodded.
"Yes."
"Then let's examine them."
***
The buyer was listed as a company called Redcrest Residential Holdings.
I'd barely noticed the name when Daniel presented the contract.
He told me the offer was reasonable.
