JULIAN

Blake and I spent the next six hours going through Victoria's folder, every concern was legitimate, every question pointed to real problems.

"This contract with Meridian Tech," Blake said, pointing at a document. "The payment schedule makes no sense."

I looked at the numbers. "Ethan paid them twice what the project was worth," I observed.

"Either incompetence or kickback," Blake replied. "My money's on kickback."

"Add it to the fraud list," I said, making notes.

My assistant brought lunch around one PM, sandwiches neither of us had ordered. "Here's your lunch, Sir." she said. "Both of you look terrible."

"Thanks, Patricia," I said dryly.

"She's not wrong," Blake added...