Martin could have lied.
He didn't.
“I don't know.”
That answer ended thirty-two years of partnership more completely than any stolen dollar.
CHAPTER 5 — THE EMPLOYEE THEY THOUGHT WAS TOO QUIET TO NOTICE HAD BEEN COPYING THEIR EMAILS FOR SIX MONTHS
Martin's archive was not the only evidence.
The most important witness turned out to be Ana Morales.
My executive assistant.
Twenty-six years at Cedarline.
Five feet two inches tall.
Widowed.
Three grandchildren.
She kept emergency almonds in her desk and could identify any project manager's mood by how hard he closed a filing cabinet.
Trevor and Kristen barely noticed her.
That was their mistake.
Ana came to my temporary office three days after the accounts were frozen.
She carried a red accordion folder.
“I have something.”
Daniel looked concerned.
“If this contains evidence relevant to the investigation, we need to handle it properly.”
“I already made a copy for Detective Mills.”
