She searched her physical files and found a copy of a corporate email Walter had given her before he died.

Gerald was instructing his administrator to transfer money to the Bridgeway Foundation and charge it to the account Walter was auditing.

It attached an authorization sheet bearing the forged signature.

“This explains why they wanted your filing cabinet,” Joan said.

“The notebook ties that email to the transfers.”

For the first time I understood that my father hadn’t hidden a treasure.

He had preserved a way to prove they were using him as a scapegoat.