Naomi arranged a meeting with an independent accountant, Simon Reed, who separated suspicions from verifiable transactions.

Some transfers were ordinary.

Others required further explanation.

One fund was particularly personal.

My late aunt had left money to support children’s literacy programs, and I had insisted we maintain the grant program even when Wyatt called it an unnecessary distraction.

A portion of its reserve had been moved into a short-term financing arrangement connected to a firm where Harper held an advisory position.

“Can we say that was stolen?” I asked.