Derek grabbed the papers.
His eyes raced over them.
“This isn’t my signature.”
Rebecca nodded.
“Exactly.”
Now Derek looked at Claire.
Everything changed.
“Claire?”
She backed away.
“Derek, listen—”
“What did you do?”
“I was trying
to help us.”
“You forged my name?”
“You said the gym was drowning!”
“I said business was slow!”
“You said you needed money!”
The entire room watched.
Derek looked sick.
Rebecca spoke.
“The sixty-five thousand was deposited into another company.”
“What company?” I asked.
She looked at Claire.
“
Northstar Wellness Consulting.”
Derek frowned.
“I’ve never heard of it.”
Claire was crying harder now.
Rebecca handed me the final page.
The owner of Northstar Wellness Consulting was listed under a name I recognized.
Not Claire.
