The next morning, Lucy woke to find William's side of the bed empty. She found him in his study at five AM, surrounded by documents.
"Did you sleep at all?" Lucy asked.
"Couple hours." William didn't look up. "I've been going through every transaction Ethan authorized, every contract he signed."
"And?"
"He's been brilliant. Legally brilliant. Everything he's done is technically within his rights. I can't find a single violation." William rubbed his eyes. "He's covered his tracks perfectly."
Lucy massaged his tense shoulders. "There has to be something."
"I did find something about Victoria." He turned his laptop so Lucy could see a death certificate. It was Victoria Monroe's, filed six months ago. Official, notarized.
"She really faked her death," Lucy breathed.
"Which means she co
