I looked at Benjamin.
He was staring at the statement.
He looked just as shocked as I was.
Then Genevieve whispered something that made the entire room go silent.
“That account wasn’t supposed to exist.”
I looked at her.
“What do you mean?”
She stepped backward.
“I thought it had been closed.”
“By whom?”
She didn’t answer.
Richard slowly turned toward Benjamin.
Benjamin looked at me.
And then he said:
“Mom…”
His voice was barely audible.
“There is something else you need to know about Dad’s death.”
I couldn’t move.
