My Brother Bragged About Becoming Partner. He Didn’t Know the Investor Was Already Sitting There.

the envelope. He looked at me.

The tiniest flicker of his gaze, nothing anyone else would notice. But we had rehearsed this. That was the signal.

I stepped forward, eyes lowered, shoulders rounded, playing the part of the nervous, insignificant assistant.

“I’m so sorry, Mr. Sterling,” I said, letting my voice tremble just enough to be convincing. “I forgot continue reading …