He understood perfectly well.
He simply believed the consequences should belong to someone else.
Two days later, the investigators informed the attorneys that Richard had been located and was cooperating with certain inquiries while the investigation continued.
I did not celebrate.
I was relieved that the situation was no longer being handled entirely behind closed doors, but there were still questions about Adrian Vale and the other people connected to the company.
Then, on a rainy Thursday evening, I received a call from an unknown number.
I nearly ignored it.
Instead, I answered.
“Claire?”
The voice was male.
“Who is this?”
“My name is Daniel Mercer. I used to work with Richard.”
I stood up.
“What do you want?”
“To tell you something before it’s too late.”
I said nothing.
“Richard wasn’t supposed to keep the money,” Daniel continued. “He was supposed to move it, document the transfers, and disappear. Adrian Vale had promised him protection.”
