I stopped.
Sarah watched me silently.
I continued.
The money wasn’t stolen from the company.
My eyes moved down the page.
It was being moved into accounts belonging to people who didn’t know they were involved.
I looked at Marcus.
He had gone completely still.
“What does that mean?”
Marcus said nothing.
I kept reading.
One of those accounts belongs to someone in our family.
My heart stopped.
I looked at Sarah.
She closed her eyes.
“It’s mine,” she whispered.
I couldn’t speak.
Sarah continued.
“Liam discovered that money had been transferred into my account.”
“But you didn’t steal it.”
“No.”
“Then why?”
“I didn’t know about it.”
I looked at Marcus.
He finally spoke.
“Your sister was being used.”
I shook my head.
“By who?”
Marcus looked at the USB drive in my hand.
“That’s what Liam was trying to find out.”
I plugged the USB into the computer.
There were dozens of files.
Bank statements.
Emails.
Scanned contracts.
And photographs.
Then I saw a folder with one name.
PROJECT EMILY.
My heart started pounding.
“What is that?”
Marcus stepped forward.
“Don’t open it.”
I clicked it.
The screen filled with documents.
My name appeared on the first page.
