Chapter Eight
Shannon stared at the sealed envelope. Phil had looked for the key, but as far as she could tell that had only happened after the call from Mark asking him to set up the meeting. Exactly when she’d expect him to want it.
The three men followed again when she took the key to the file drawer and unlocked it. She found the right drawer and pulled out the thick set of folders held together with a rubber band. She took it off and flipped through a couple. Affidavits, copies of invoices, billing records, and all the other papers stared back at her. Nothing appeared to have been taken.
Neither Chris nor Phil showed any sign of being concerned about the meeting that afternoon other than being able to provide the evidence they’d collected. And she didn’t think either man was any ki
