\u201cNo. He just showed us printed copies from a folder.\u201d<\/p>\n
That detail mattered immensely.<\/p>\n
Before I could ask anything else, Harrison yelled something in the background.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat is enough!\u201d<\/p>\n
I heard a heavy thud against the hardwood floor.<\/p>\n
Then Maya whispered into the receiver, \u201cDad\u2019s storming upstairs.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTo his home office?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDo not follow him. Stay downstairs with Connor and your mother.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause whatever he\u2019s trying to hide up there needs to be preserved.\u201d<\/p>\n
After she hung up, I relayed what Valerie had said to Miriam.<\/p>\n
\u201cSafe Haven Lodge certainly never received a $48,500 donation from you,\u201d Miriam said, bewildered.<\/p>\n
\u201cI know. But I need you to check if anyone has made donations using my name recently.\u201d<\/p>\n