“These are the joint tax filings from the last fiscal year,” Caleb said, his voice dropping into his usual deliberate legal precision.
“Is there a problem with the deduction list?” I asked, sitting down opposite him.
“The deductions are standard,” Caleb said, tracing a line of numbers with the tip of his pen. “But I ran a routine check on your consulting firm’s registration this morning.”
“The one we set up for Adam’s independent contracts?” I asked.
“The very one,” Caleb said. “There is an unexplained loan of twelve thousand dollars listed against the corporate credit line.”
I adjusted my silver watch, pulling the metal band tight against my wrist.
“Adam handles the corporate accounts,” I said. “He told me the credit line was completely clear.”
Caleb stopped tapping his pen and looked at me, his eyes steady behind his thin frames.
“The loan was approved three weeks ago,” Caleb said. “And the paperwork lists your personal savings account as the primary collateral.”
“That must be a clerical error,” I said, my voice remaining polite and measured.
“I am going to pull the full corporate ledger from the registry office tonight,” Caleb said, writing a brief note on his yellow pad. “Just to be certain of the authorization signatures.”
