I turned to Richard with my eyes wide.

“Mo–” I pinched the bridge of my nose. “Money laundering?"

Richard held the file out to me. I stared at it like it had teeth and was going to bite me before I took it. I opened it, and my jaw was clenched as I went through the file. He was indeed involved in money laundering. Did I even know the man I call my father? Do I know what he was capable of?

“This isn't it,” I said as I dropped the file as if it disgusted me, because it fucking did.

“What else could be more shady than that?” Richard...