accounts overseas.”
“And?”
“I told her I didn’t know.”
“But she sent you money.”
“She created Northstar using my old identity records. I didn’t find out until later.”
“Why didn’t you report her?”
“She threatened me.”
“With what?”
Melissa looked at me.
“She said she would expose where I lived.”
I went cold.
There it was.
The ugliest thing yet.
Claire had not merely cheated.
Not merely stolen.
Not merely forged signatures.
She had threatened her own sister’s life to protect the scheme.
Melissa pushed the envelope toward me.
“There’s one more thing.”
I nearly refused to look.
Inside was a second letter.
Not from Danny.
From Robert.
Written before he died.
Addressed to Claire.
I read it twice.
Then a third time.
Robert had discovered Claire trying to access documents connected to the trust years earlier.
He warned her explicitly.
The house belonged beneficially to me.
The trust existed
