accounts tomorrow.”
Dad slammed the door.
Once inside my car, my hands began trembling.
I called my attorney, Rachel Morgan.
“Are you ready?” she asked.
I watched the illuminated windows of the house.
“Yes. Cancel the card. Revoke every authorization. And send the accounting notices.”
Rachel hesitated.
“Emily, once we start, they’ll know what you’ve uncovered.”
I shut my eyes.
“That’s exactly what I’m counting on.”
My family had no idea I’d uncovered something far more serious than extravagant spending.
And the evidence was already safe….