“He was our chief internal auditor for over fifteen years,” Russell explained.

“Seven years ago, Martin came to my office late at night claiming he had found huge balance discrepancies in accounts tied to my uncle Leonard.”

“And what happened to Martin?” I asked, sensing the dark turn the story was about to take.

“Three days after he showed me those first ledger copies, Martin disappeared without a trace,” Russell said, his voice thick with old grief.

“The police searched for months, but they never found his car, his phone, or his body.”