Skip to content “I was planning to confront them outside,” Daniel said. “But tonight changed things.”
“Changed how?”
He glanced past me toward the restaurant entrance.
A woman in a charcoal suit had just walked in, flanked by two men. One carried a leather portfolio. The other had a badge clipped to his belt.
Daniel let out a slow, grim breath.
“That,” he said, “is Andrew’s company’s internal investigator.”
I looked back at my husband. He was still smiling at Vanessa, completely unaware.
Then the woman in the suit walked straight to their table.
And everything unraveled.
At first, the restaurant didn’t register what was happening.
People kept eating. Servers moved between tables. Glasses clinked. Then the woman in the charcoal suit set a folder on Andrew’s table and said, in a calm voice that made it more chilling, “Mr. Bennett, don’t leave. We need to speak with you regarding company funds and unauthorized reimbursements.”
The color drained from Andrew’s face almost instantly.