Adrian froze.
Thomas’s gaze sharpened.
“Including payments authorized by your father and Patricia Keller.”
Adrian stopped breathing.
For the first time, his arrogance disappeared.
I looked between them.
“What is happening?”
Thomas reached for another envelope.
“Richard believed someone had been accessing old Meridian files during the past decade.”
Adrian backed away from the island.
Thomas continued.
“He believed that person was attempting to locate former beneficiaries before the restoration trust could reach them.”
“Thomas,” Adrian warned.
“For years, someone purchased claims from vulnerable former foster children for pennies on the dollar.”
I understood slowly.
