He flipped open the thick cardboard cover and studied the first printed page.

“These are internal transfer logs from your husband’s branch,” he said.

“How did you get highly confidential banking records?”

“They were hidden in the desk at the second house,” I said.

“Chloe saved them before Richard could destroy the evidence.”

Marcus started reading the dense columns of printed numbers.

He traced a careful line down the page with the tip of his silver pen.

He flipped past three pages of standard corporate accounts before he stopped at a cluster of strange entries near the bottom margin.