Luther Cain's POV
"Who is it?" I called out, shoving the list into my desk drawer.
"It's Talia," came the reply. "I have those files you requested."
Talia Greene. The second name on my list. Perfect time.
I smoothed my face into a friendly smile and opened the door. "Come in."
Talia entered, holding a folder. Her hands trembled slightly. She'd been Charles's trusted assistant for years, with access to his secret records. Records that could reveal me.
"I found the information about the Blood Moon ceremony," she said, setting the folder on my desk. "But there's something strange about these accounts."
"Oh?" I kept my voice casual as I closed the door behind her.
"The funds Charles set aside for Amara—they were diverted three days before Kamla's murder. To an offshore account." Her eyes met mine. "Your signature is on the transfer, Luther."
Smart girl. Too smart.
