Jace’s POV
The clubhouse had been quiet for less than an hour when Ethan came through the doors with his laptop tucked under one arm and a look on his face that immediately told me something had gone wrong.
I was sitting at the dining table with Mason and Derek, while Paige had gone home after spending most of the afternoon at Lawson Customs, and the three of us had been going over security arrangements around Charles's house.
Ethan dropped into the chair across from me.
“We have another problem.” Ethan said as Derek leaned forward.
“What kind?” Derek asked.
“Money.” Ethan said and I frowned.
“Explain.” I said.
Ethan opened his laptop and turned the screen toward us.
“Someone accessed one of the business accounts again.” Ethan said and I stared at the figures.
“How much?” I asked
