My Husband Demanded I Apologize to His Daughter, So I Walked Out of My Own House
“He checked the electronic authorization signatures.”
Daniel didn’t look up from the audit sheet.
“Claire, Frank Vance is a loan officer who doesn’t understand consulting cash flows.”
“He understands forgery,” I said.
Ava looked up from her phone, her thumb stopping over the dark screen.
She leaned over the table, trying to read the top line of the second page.
“Dad,” Ava said.
“What is that bank sheet?”