The first trap came three weeks later.
I'd been working at the foundation, learning the ropes, keeping my head down. I'd been avoiding Eleanor, avoiding David, avoiding anyone who might cause trouble.
But trouble found me anyway.
It was a Friday. I was in my office, finishing reports, when the police arrived.
Two officers, in plainclothes. They asked to speak with me. About a theft.
"A theft?" I said.
"A significant amount of money was taken from the foundation's accounts. We have reason to believe it was an inside job."
I felt the blood drain from my face.
"Who reported this?"
"Mr. Ashford."
Henry.
They took me to a conference room and asked questions. Where was I on certain dates? Did I have access to the accounts? Did I know anything about the missing funds?
I answered as ca
