Sloane Hayes Kept Track of Every Dollar Before Her Husband Ever Signed the Apex Account
The lawyer picked it up and held it near the light from the window.
“Do you have a handwriting expert?” he asked.
“We have Victoria Croft,” Gordon said.
“And the club’s original copy.”
Julian let out one laugh.
“Victoria runs a dining room.”
“Victoria runs the entire club,” I said.
“And she has the original.”
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