ASHLEY’S POV
I’d been staring at spreadsheets for so long that the numbers began to blur together, but I forced myself to keep digging. One obscure folder led to another, deeper and darker than anything I had seen in the official books.
My fingers trembled as I opened a file labeled “Consulting—External, Project 7.” Its contents made my stomach twist. There were hidden international transfers disguised as “service fees,” money routed through tiny countries I’d barely heard of - Saint Kitts, Vanuatu, Comoros.
At first, I thought maybe I was mistaken, maybe it was legitimate international business, but then I saw names of business partners that didn’t exist. Google returned nothing. No records, no websites, not even LinkedIn profiles. They were fake. All of it. My head spun.
I pressed
