“What do you mean, gone?”
“The agents stepped outside the villa to contact their supervisor. When they returned, the balcony door was open.”
Grace’s heart pounded.
“They’re on the seventh floor.”
“There’s an exterior service stairwell below the east balcony.”
Declan cursed.
Grace called Ethan again.
Straight to voicemail.
Then Martin’s laptop chimed.
Everyone turned.
He stared at the screen.
“What?” Rebecca asked.
Martin did not answer.
He clicked rapidly.
His face slowly lost its color.
“Martin.”
He looked at Grace.
“The audit system just found another account.”
Grace approached.
“What account?”
“Not Calloway Maritime.”
He swallowed.
“It’s attached to the Bennett Trust.”
Grace felt as though the floor had shifted.
“That’s impossible.”
“I know.”
“I approve every trust account.”
“Not this one.”
He turned the laptop.
An account number appeared.
Opened four years earlier.
Two days after her father’s death.
Initial deposit:
