Chapter 258: The Account
LOGAN
My lawyer came to the apartment instead of calling. That should have told me everything before he said a word.
"This needs to be in person," he'd said on the phone. Coming from a man who billed by the six-minute increment, that meant something serious. Serious enough to justify the wasted time.
He sat across from me with his briefcase still closed. Untouched. Like he hadn't decided yet whether he'd need anything in it to back up what he was about to say.
"The DA's office has opened a formal inquiry," he said. "Not a preliminary review. A formal one. Grand jury territory, Logan. They've subpoenaed records from three of the shell entities."
I didn't say anything for a moment.
"Which three.”
"Does it matter which of three?" He looked at me strangely. I
