outstanding family expenses.”
I turned another page.
“And some went toward Tiffany’s car.”
As if summoned by her name, Adrian’s sister came down the staircase.
She had apparently been waiting upstairs because Beatrice had told her they would be staying here after I “came to my senses.”
Tiffany stopped halfway down.
“My car?”
Nobody answered.
She looked at her mother.
“Mom?”
Beatrice’s jaw tightened.
“Go upstairs.”
“No.”
Tiffany came down another step.
“What about my car?”
I held up the statement.
“Payments associated with it came from money transferred out
