THIEVING MOLE
ALEXANDER
I took the file from Mathieu's hands, a frown still eched to my forehead. I didn't know what to expect as I opened it.
The first page was a summary that was clean and precise, exactly the way Matheiu did things. There was a trail of transfers leading to a subsidiary account as usual. But unlike the dead end Bernard an I reached, Matheiu found a way.
I turned the page as my eyes scanned the names, signatures and timestamps. The money had moved through three different shell companies, each one registered under a different name, each one designed to look like legitimate business expenses.
And at the end of the trail was a name I recognized.
Marcus Thorne.
Marcus??
My eyebrows dipped into a frown. Marcus has been with the foundation for a very long time and was
