me.
“You said we were going to do something.”
“Yes.”
“What?”
“We don’t confront them tonight.”
His expression hardened.
“Why?”
“Because right now, we’re angry and they’re comfortable.”
“I don’t want them comfortable.”
“Neither do I.”
I took the phone from him.
“But if we warn them now, they get time to delete messages, move money, and prepare stories. We need to know what we’re dealing with first.”
Daniel stared at me.
Then he nodded.
Dad had been an accountant. Whenever something went wrong, he used to say, “First find
