Part 2: My son h.i.t me 30 times in front of his wife… so the next morning, while he sat in his office, I sold the house he thought was his.

NORTHSTAR LEGACY PARTNERS LLC

I had never heard of it.

“Who owns that?”

“We’re still determining the beneficial ownership.”

Detective Mills spoke.

“The receiving bank has been contacted.”

“Can they freeze it?”

“They have restricted further movement while they evaluate our request and the fraud report.”

I let out a breath.

“So the money is still there?”

“Some of it.”

That answer was wrong.

“How much?”

Daniel looked grim.

“Approximately five-point-one million remains in the receiving structure.”

“And the rest?”

“Moved again.”

“To where?”

“Several destinations.”

“Which means?”

“We don’t know yet.”

Nine hundred thousand dollars.

Gone.

Maybe temporarily.

Maybe not.

I folded my hands because I did not want anyone to see them shake.

“Call Martin.”

Daniel said nothing.

“Now.”

“Gloria—”

“Call him.”

Detective Mills intervened.

“We would prefer you don’t confront anyone while we’re still identifying participants.”

I looked at him.

“I’m not asking to confront him.”

“You’re asking your lawyer to call a possible suspect while police are investigating.”

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