"The verification review is now in session."
I stood and projected the bank statement onto the main screen.
Tyler sat in the first row with his legs crossed and a smug smile on his face.
"There it is. A 32,000-dollar deposit. The date, time, and amount are all perfectly clear."
Nolan immediately jumped in to back him up.
"Yes, yes. The materials are complete. Mr. Mercer should sign the approval now so we don't delay a promising project."
I picked up the laser pointer without responding.
The red dot settled on the deposit time.
"A deposit of exactly 32,000 dollars at 3:58 p.m." I paused. "Tyler, where did this money come from?"
"Startup capital from an investor," he answered without hesitation.
"Which investor?"
"That's confidential business information."
I nodded and advanced t
