Gerald Whitaker, Grant’s father and a financial partner in that company, had authorized the movements.

“And you?” I asked.

“You had nothing to do with it?”

“My company collected inflated contracts.

I signed balance sheets without asking the questions I should have.

When Walter warned me, my first thought was to protect my business.”

His answer didn’t inspire trust, but at least he wasn’t pretending to be innocent.

“If you knew all that, why show up now?”