His voice was urgent.
“We found the information you asked us to investigate.”
My expression hardened.
“What information?”
A pause.
Then:
“The Mitchell family’s financial records.”
I looked toward Vanessa.
She was whispering desperately with her parents.
“What did you find?”
My attorney lowered his voice.
“Something your son needs to know before he marries her.”
I gripped the phone tighter.
“Tell me.”
