Amelia's POV
The investigation started the following week.
What started as document analysis in a conference room has exploded into a full corporate investigation. Forensic accountants. Legal teams. Emergency board meetings. And somehow, inexplicably, I'm at the center of it all.
"Ms. Hart, your insights have been invaluable," Richard Sterling—Daniel's semi-retired father—says during Monday's strategy session. "We'd like you to join the executive investigation team. Temporarily, of course."
Of course. Because God forbid they acknowledge I might belong here permanently.
"The compensation will reflect the additional responsibility," Nathan adds quickly, shooting me an encouraging look across the mahogany table.
I should say no. I should maintain boundaries, protect myself, get out befo
