Jace’s POV
The clubhouse was quieter than usual the following morning, because the celebration from the night before had disappeared beneath the weight of what Ethan had uncovered.
I sat at the conference table with Ethan and Owen, while Derek stood near the wall with his arms crossed, and the laptop in front of Ethan displayed pages of transactions that seemed determined to make my headache worse.
“Start from the beginning.” I said as Ethan rubbed his eyes before scrolling back through the records.
“We know someone accessed the business accounts before, and we originally thought the money was being siphoned through one company.” Ethan said as Owen shook his head.
“It wasn't one company.” Owen said.
“How many?” I asked.
“We have identified seven so far.” Ethan replied as I stared at
