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“Good morning, Jamie. I was just going to get settled before I came to see you. Before you even ask, no there hasn’t been an update on the investigation yet because everything I’ve looked through has been squeaky clean. I don’t want you to think that I’m not taking this seriously, but I’m really starting to believe that Mr. Wolfe has got both me and you on a wild goose chase,” I said, hearing footsteps approaching from behind me.
“What would give you that impression?”
I turned around to see Mr. Wolfe standing in the doorway, furrowing his brow at me. I looked back to see Jamie’s furious expression, but I knew I had to fix this before it got any worse.
He took the seat next to me, handing me a stack of files, and I could already tell I was going to have my work cut out for me. There was a brief attached to the first one, and I looked it over, feeling my heart sink into my stomach.
“Before you start to believe that little act Preston is pulling, I think you should look into the Laurier account. That might just change your mind,” said Mr. Wolfe.
“Of course, I’ll look into it right away.”
I grabbed the stack of files, bolting out of Jamie’s office leaving them both to chat. I reviewed the brief at least a dozen times and I wondered how Mr. Wolfe could’ve stumbled onto this information. I looked through every month’s report for this exact time period, but I somehow missed this? How is that possible? The more I read, the more questions I had. I decided to do a bit of research myself, reading articles about the time when Preston’s father passed away, and how he had managed to swoop in to save the day.
My perspective was starting to shift and everything I’d come to believe was now up in the air. I ran through every single file Mr. Wolfe handed me, realizing that for the first time there were a few discrepancies in the reports, but I couldn’t exactly do anything about it until I was able to confirm that they were true. There was a little sticky note attached to the inside of the first file and I took one look at the address written on it. Is this Preston’s apartment building? Is he asking me to find the remaining files in there? You’ve got to be kidding me.
I glanced out of my glass-walled office to see Mr. Wolfe and Jamie arguing about something. Jamie looked defeated like he had a difficult mess he had to clean up, and I could’ve sworn I caught him looking back at me with absolute disappointment. The breadcrumbs are there. Now, I just need to follow the trail. What are you hiding, Preston?