“Hello sir,” the valet said as we pulled up.
“Hi,” I replied as I showed them my identification.
“Have a good day,” one of the men said as I walked towards the massive building.
“Trevor said he would meet you in the lounge,” Juliet said as she held the Bluetooth receiver to her ear.
“Where will you be?” I asked.
“I will be around,” Juliet smiled.
We parted ways as we entered the main building. I followed the direction to the lounge and saw Trevor outside on the large patio. His photo in the client list must have been recent.
“Trevor,” I said as I greeted him.
“Derek,” he smiled as he offered me a seat. Sitting next to him was another man. “I want you to meet Winston, my other accountant,” Trevor said.
I nodded and shook the man’s hand. It wasn’t a surprise to me that most people like Trevor, whom some would classify as the super-rich, or filthy rich, had two or more accountants.
“You said that you found some discrepancies in Trevor’s account?” Winston said. No doubt, he was my main competition.