Chapter 6 - Cracks in the GlassDaniel froze, staring at Marcus in disbelief. “What is the meaning of this?”
“My uncle Gerald does the structural maintenance for this entire building,” Marcus explained, tapping his tablet screen. “When Jake called me forty minutes ago, I took a quick look at the building’s digital audit logs. You’ve been transferring funds through the building’s utility accounts for six months.”
The head security officer stepped forward, his face stern. “Mr. Dodd, police officers are downstairs right now. The board received an anonymous financial flag two hours ago, and your office safe is currently open with corporate evidence.”
Daniel’s face drained of color. He looked at Clara, then at the manila folder in her hands, realizing his trap had completely collapsed.
“This isn't over,” Daniel spat, glaring at me as the officer escorted him toward the door.
“It is for you,” I replied calmly.
When the room cleared, Clara sank into the nearest leather armchair, holding the folder to her chest. She looked up at me, tears glistening in her eyes once more—but this time, they were tears of profound relief.
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“How did you do that?” she asked softly.
“I told you,” I smiled, extending a hand to help her up. “I check everything twice.”
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