She had auburn hair, a faint mark near one eyebrow, and the exhausted expression of someone who’d spent many sleepless nights deciding whether to speak.
I immediately recognized her from the Whitcomb office.
Rebecca explained that she’d been a senior financial records specialist at the family business until resigning several weeks earlier over discrepancies she could no longer explain.
Initially, she’d assumed the unusual transactions were bookkeeping errors. But further examination revealed that several property companies were receiving payments through businesses seemingly existing only on paper.
More concerning, certain guarantees were assigned to people who had never knowingly accepted those financial responsibilities.
I was among them.
“You asked questions about the paperwork last October,” Rebecca told me. “You were much more observant than they expected.”
She showed me an earlier version of the disputed agreement.
Beside one paragraph, my initials appeared alongside a handwritten request for clarification.
