Chapter 54–Ashton’s POV
Miguel sent a document to me. The files were messy, half-hidden spreadsheets, half-burned documents, and a trail of emails between Larkson Company and some offshore accounts I didn’t recognize. I was skimming, my eyes moving faster than my brain could process, when something stuck out.
A name.
Not just any name. My father’s.
I stared at the screen like it had just bitten me. His name, tied to transfers, to meetings, to signatures of the Larkson company.
I could feel the adrenaline pumping through my veins. My hands shook. I leaned back in the chair and ran a hand through my hair, muttering under my breath, “What the hell is this?”
Miguel’s message popped up on my screen again. “I think you need to see this. Could be bigger than we thought.”
Yeah, bigger than
