“The state financial investigator confirmed forty-one thousand two hundred dollars went through that shell account in October alone.”

“They need to audit the November disclosures too,” I said, saving the transcript file.

“The total stolen from the foundation is sixty-eight thousand dollars.”

I reached under the pillow and took out the navy manila accordion folder.

For the next hour, I checked Julian’s shell company wire receipts against the forged spousal insurance waiver Eleanor had signed with his desk stamp.

“You have sixty pages here, Vivian,” Chloe said, tapping her fountain pen three times against her pad.