federal investigators entered with building security.
Shiaoza turned toward me.
“You called them?”
I shook my head.
Jang wiped her cheeks.
“I did.”
Everyone turned.
She pulled a small recorder from her purse.
“I found one of the shell-company files three weeks ago. At first, I thought he was stealing from me. Then I realized he was using me.”
Her voice cracked.
“So I sent copies to the board and the authorities anonymously.”
Martin Hale stared. “You were the whistleblower?”
She nodded.
That explained why the board had moved so
