disappear. Without investors, Richard Voss was nothing but an aging bully buried under expensive debt.
Vanessa whispered, “Mercer Foundation?”
Caleb stared at me from between the officers. “You?”
I smiled. “Me.”
By noon, the arrest was on the local news. By dinner, three former assistants and one ex-girlfriend had reached out to Lila. By the end of the continue reading …
