I didn’t touch the blank sheet they wanted me to sign. Instead, I placed my phone beside Dad’s and slid a business card across the white tablecloth toward Bianca. “Before anyone calls the police,” I said, “you should know exactly who you’d be accusing.” Bianca picked it up and read the words twice: Maren Holt, Founder and Managing Partner, Northstar Crest. The color disappeared from her face.

Of course she recognized the name. Northstar Crest owned 51 percent of Lumière Rose Cosmetics, the company where Bianca had been appointed CEO only four months earlier. Then I looked toward her husband, Lucas, who suddenly couldn’t take his eyes off his wineglass. “My auditors flagged $3.1 million missing from Bianca’s company last month,” I said. “Every transfer leads to an account in your name.” Lucas went completely still. But the missing money wasn’t even the most dangerous part. The real trap was buried on page thirty-eight of the document they’d brought for me to sign.

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