EARLY in the morning when Kirby Johnson discreetly drove to York’s Villa.

“What brings you here this early, Kirby?” Latton asks as she walks down the stairs still in her sleepwear.

“You need to know something about the company,” he declared anxiously.

She frowned and sat beside him in the living room.

“There are anomalies in the last financial reports, forged invoices, missing money, under-the-table projects, and everything began when Miss Gardner joined the company. At first, it's only a few hundred thousand, then it turns to…”

“... How much do you think she got?” She intervenes.

“Around 50 million…”

She gasped. The veins on her forehead started to bulge...