Claire looked toward the black notebook. The investigation had always assumed Ethan acted alone. The passport suggested otherwise. Perhaps Victor had helped hide the records.

Perhaps he’d removed the fire report. Perhaps he’d protected Ethan in exchange for a share. The missing Mercer funds were no longer an old theft. They were part of a network that had stayed active for years.

Natalie suddenly looked toward the hotel room door. Someone had knocked. “Are you expecting anyone?” Claire asked. Natalie shook her head. Another knock.

Then Ethan’s voice through the door. “Natalie, open up.”

She froze. Lauren moved closer to the tablet. Claire spoke quietly. “Don’t open the door yet.”

“He has a key.”