MAYA
They could arrest my husband or they could learn what happens when you threaten the people I love.
The shell company name stares back at me from my laptop screen. Meridian Holdings LLC. Registered in Delaware three months ago. I trace it through seven layers of paperwork until I find the signature buried at the bottom of a filing document.
Rebecca Chen.
My coffee has gone cold. Outside, the city wakes up in shades of gray and orange. I've been at this for six hours straight, my eyes burning from the screen's glare.
But Rebecca didn't do this alone. The forged financial documents the FBI received are too good. Bank statements that look identical to ours, down to the watermark. Someone photographed our actual files, then altered them with precision that would fool most auditors.
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