Patricia froze.
“Robert?”
Robert Hale was the senior trustee.
Daniel came downstairs.
“What is this?”
Robert placed a folder on the dining table.
“An emergency trust meeting.”
Patricia looked at me.
I removed the apron.
Then I placed it neatly beside her teacup.
“You should sit down.”
Her face drained.
Robert opened the folder.
“We have evidence of unauthorized transfers totaling $842,000.”
Patricia’s mouth fell open.
“There must be some mistake.”
“There isn’t.”
Daniel stepped forward.
“Mom?”
Robert turned to him.
“We also have evidence you pledged trust-controlled commercial assets as collateral for personal borrowing.”
Daniel’s face went white.
Patricia pointed at me.
“She did this!”
“Yes,” I said.
“I reported it.”
“You spying little bitch!”
Robert slammed his palm onto the table.
“Enough.”
The room went silent.
He continued.
“Effective immediately, Patricia Whitmore is removed from all discretionary access to trust accounTS. Daniel Whitmore’s distribution privileges are suspended pending investigation.”
