They stood at the door, both hesitant to enter.
"This feels weird," Eames said.
Goren had been about to knock on the office door, but he dropped his arm. "Weird how?"
"Does it seem normal that this guy doesn't mind that his CEO's dead and the company's taking a four million dollar hit?"
He rubbed his neck slowly. "Maybe he has a private fund?"
"His own golden parachute." She leaned close and whispered, "What if he thought someone else had tapped into that private fund?"
He grinned. "Can I tell him?"
"Okay, but it's my turn next time."
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