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Chapter 3 - THE COMPANY THEY NEVER TOLD ME ABOUT

Mark had formed a family company without telling me.

That alone was not illegal.

What mattered was whose money had funded it.

I printed the LLC registration and added it to the growing pile on my desk.

Reynolds Family Holdings had been created with an initial capital contribution of $75,000.

Three weeks before its formation, I had transferred $50,000 into our joint account after closing a major consulting contract.

Mark told me he wanted the money there temporarily while we discussed investments.

We never discussed them.

I checked the bank records.

Forty-eight thousand dollars left the joint account eleven days later.

Destination:

Reynolds Family Holdings.

My stomach tightened.

I called Mark.

He answered cheerfully.

“Hey. You done being mad?”

“What is Reynolds Family Holdings?”

Silence.

Only half a second.

But enough.

“Why are you asking?”

“That wasn’t my question.”

“It’s Mom’s property company.”

“And yours.”

“Technically.”

“And Vanessa’s.”

“Claire, it’s not a big deal.”

“Did you invest marital funds in it?”

He sighed.

“You’re doing that accountant thing.”

“What thing?”

“Turning everything into numbers.”

I almost laughed.

“When money disappears, numbers are useful.”

“It was an investment.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Because you say no to everything involving my family.”

That was impressive.

I had given them $184,000, yet somehow I was the woman who said no.

“How much did you put into it?”

“I don’t remember.”

“You absolutely remember.”

Mark’s voice hardened.

“Stop interrogating me.”

Then he hung up.

I did not call back.

Instead, I searched property records linked to the LLC.

Two houses appeared.

One was a small rental outside Sacramento.

The other shocked me.

A condo in Scottsdale, Arizona.

I remembered Vanessa posting pictures from Scottsdale last winter.

She called it “our little family escape.”

I assumed she meant a rental.

The LLC had purchased it for $620,000.

The down payment was $124,000.

I traced the timing.

Within six weeks of that purchase, Diane had asked me for “emergency” money five separate times.

Total:

$41,600.

I sat perfectly still.

Then my email chimed.

The mortgage lender had responded to my request for verification of the document Diane had sent me.

They could not discuss her account.

But they could confirm one thing.

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The statement was not generated by their system.

Someone had fabricated it.

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