And at that exact moment, Mr. Wilson opened the door.
“Emily, come in.”
Inside the office were five members of the company board, the chief financial officer, the company lawyer, and Mark.
I immediately realized this was much more serious than I had thought.
Mr. Wilson closed the door.
“Sit down.”
Then he placed a folder on the table.
“Three months ago, I noticed money disappearing from the company’s accounts.”
Mark went pale.
“At first, we thought it was an accounting error,” Mr. Wilson continued. “But then we realized someone inside the company had been creating fake contracts.”
Mr. Wilson was already there.
He was wearing a red polo shirt, light-colored shorts, and looked nothing like the stern director I saw every day at work.
“You came,” he said.
“Yes. Are you finally going to tell me what’s going on?”
