They thought it was defeat.

They thought I had folded, the way the quiet one always folds.

They had no idea they were looking at a woman who traces stolen money for the federal government for a living, sitting in a room that a dying man had turned, with my help and without their knowledge, into a trap.

Chapter 5 — They Mistook Silence for Defeat

Here is what my family did not know about me, because they had never once been curious enough to ask.

I am a forensic accountant.