Ethan looked at the photo.
“No. They wanted it to bleed just enough that I would sell it.”
Aaron’s phone buzzed.
He checked it.
“Exterior cameras caught someone near the loading dock at 2:14 a.m. Same man.”
He turned the phone toward Ethan.
The image showed Caleb Reed walking beside Robert Sterling near the employee entrance. Robert carried a slim black folder.
Lupita leaned closer.
Her eyes widened.
“I’ve seen that folder.”
Ethan turned to her.
“Where?”
“In Robert’s office. He told me to never touch it.”
“What was inside?”
“I don’t know,” she said. “But Patricia carried it to the front desk yesterday afternoon. She looked scared.”
That was when Ethan remembered Patricia’s tears.
Too fast.
Too ready.
Not guilt.
Panic.
“Where is Patricia now?” Ethan asked.
Aaron checked his tablet. “At home. We have her access suspended.”
“Send someone to make sure she’s safe.”
