But there is something I need you to do.
Do not allow Raymond access to the company accounts.
Do not sign any documents he brings you.
And whatever happens, speak to Nathan before making any decisions about the trust."
I lowered the letter.
Thomas had known Raymond would come.
He had anticipated the pressure.
But why?
The next paragraph made my stomach tighten.
"Two years ago, I discovered irregularities in our financial records.
Someone had been moving money through companies that appeared to belong to legitimate suppliers.
Raymond assured me everything was normal.
It wasn't.
I began investigating quietly.
I couldn't risk confronting him without evidence.
And I couldn't bear the thought of leaving you to clean up the damage."
My hands shook.
There was one final sentence.
"If Nathan has given you the second envelope, then the truth about my son is finally where it belongs—with you. But the truth about Raymond is in the old store."