At the VIP clinic, I was helping my nine-month pregnant daughter change for her final ultrasound. The moment her shirt slipped off, I felt my breath catch in my throat.

your billing operations, pharmacy contracts, and surgical scheduling system.”

Beatrice’s face went pale. “This is ridiculous! You’ve lost your mind!”

I didn’t look at her. “Your name is listed as the primary guarantor on two of his shell companies, Beatrice. I’d start preparing for the grand jury.”

Julian let out a short, bitter, desperate laugh. “You continue reading …