The Choice That Belonged to Me
“Nearly eight million dollars.”
Silas stared at the road.
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Because every fraudulent paper trail ends with your signature.”
He hit the brakes at a red light.
“That’s impossible.”
“Nearly eight million dollars.”
Silas stared at the road.
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Because every fraudulent paper trail ends with your signature.”
He hit the brakes at a red light.
“That’s impossible.”