Lucy's hands shook as she dialed her father's number. It rang once, twice…
"Lucy." Jackson's voice was groggy but alive. "What's wrong?"
"Dad, you need to get out of the house. Right now. Don't ask questions, just…"
"I'm not home, sweetheart. Doctor kept me another night for observation." Relief crashed through her. "Why? What's happening?"
Lucy explained about Margaret, about the photo. Jackson was silent for a long moment.
"Margaret Chen," he said slowly. "My God. She's been doing our books for months. She has access to everything: accounts, passwords, safe combinations."
"We need to tell the police." Lucy started, but William was already on the phone with Detective Morris, his voice urgent.
"They're sending units to both locations," William said after hanging up. "But Lucy, if Ma
