That surprised Lauren. It had surprised me too. When the bank officer discovered my forged signature, she’d contacted the law firm connected to the old Mercer case.

Claire had instructed that firm to notify her if any new activity appeared under the names of the shell companies. My identification triggered the alert, and she’d arrived at the bank less than two hours later.

At first she thought I was working with Ethan. She walked into that conference room ready to accuse me. Then she saw my face while Martin explained the account registered under Lauren’s name.

“Daniel didn’t know anything,” Claire said. “Not about the fund. Not about the companies. Not about you and Ethan.”

Lauren lowered her eyes. “I never meant for him to be part of the accounts.”

“But you signed the documents.”