Nathaniel Cross.
I sat at my desk and stared at those fourteen letters for a long time.
Adrian’s older friend and his lawyer. The man who had sat across from me with cold tea between us and asked careful questions in that warm, trustworthy voice. The same man who had called me about the gap in my background and wanted to know if I was going to hurt Adrian.
He had been a director of Lena Tao’s company. The one that shared an address with Vela Holdings. The one dissolved thirty days after her death.
I pulled up everything I had on Nathaniel and went through it slowly. His career, his firm, his ties to Dominic and Adrian. I had been looking at the wrong connections the whole time.
He had known Lena before she married Dominic. Before Adrian was even born. They had been in the same law sch
