Anna came back seconds later dressed in her skimpy sleep shorts and T-shirt.
“We have to talk about something,” I told her as she climbed into bed. “But we’ll discuss it tomorrow.”
“What?” she asked as she looked up at me. “I’m awake now. Tell me.”
I sat down on the side of the bed.
Hell, now probably wasn’t the ideal time to discuss her finances, but I’d waited all day because she’d been trying to recover from her hangover.
I explained what had happened with the shell company and her investment in that entity.
I also told her what I’d done about it.
Tomorrow was Sunday, but she’d probably start getting calls from the authorities bright and early Monday morning.
She needed time to digest the information before she was overrun with questions.
When I’d finished telling her everything, she looked confused.
“None of that makes sense,” she said, her expression puzzled. “My dad was always so careful with my investments. Why would he get involved with a company that wasn’t legit? Was it a lot of money?”
“Quite a lot over the last two years. Luckily, it was a later investment, but he put a few million into that company. I’m sorry, Anna. I doubt you’ll ever see those funds again. But you have plenty of money, and your dad did well with most of his investments. I tweaked your portfolio to get you a little better return on your investments, and you can stop doing those huge tours whenever you want.”
I went over the figures briefly, telling her exactly what she had and in what kind of investments.
“I’ll show you more on the computer tomorrow,” I promised.
“I’m not upset about the money that was lost. There’s nothing I can do to change what happened,” she said earnestly. “I’m more worried about why it happened. Do you think Dad knew before he died?”
“That’s a question I really wish I had the answer to,” I admitted. “I looked over all your financial history, and it didn’t make sense to me, either. The investment looked odd, which is why I asked for all your passwords to dig into it further, but I still don’t have all the answers. Your dad was a conservative investor. I’m not sure what prompted him to invest in a company that had no financial history. My guess is that he got a tip from someone he trusted, and he thought it would boost your returns.”
“Do you think he found out the truth? Do you think that’s why my parents were killed?” she asked hesitantly.
I wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her closer to me. “I’m not sure, sweetheart. It is possible.”
I wasn’t going to blow smoke up Anna’s ass. There was a good chance that the murders had something to do with that shell company. They’d taken in millions from Anna. People had killed for a lot less.
And she was an intelligent woman.
Maybe she wasn’t a financial wizard, but she’d put together the pieces of the puzzle very quickly.
“Did the detective sound interested in that information?” she asked as she leaned her head on my shoulder.
“Very interested,” I said truthfully. “I have a feeling they weren’t sure what direction to go on the case since your parents had no enemies.”
“There’s nothing to help them,” she murmured against my shoulder. “No unknown DNA. No motive.”
I knew that Anna talked to the detective often, but they never seemed to have new leads. If they did, they weren’t telling anyone about them.
I couldn’t blame them for that. They needed to play their cards close to their chests. Anna had never been a suspect because she’d been away on tour at the time, but it was a double homicide. The police weren’t going to comment on it until they had made an arrest.
“The feds are going to want to ask you some questions about the shell company you were invested in,” I warned.
She looked up at me, her expression a little panicked. “I don’t know anything. Dad actually never mentioned that investment to me specifically. God, I wish I knew more, but I don’t.”
“I know,” I said calmly. “Just tell them the truth. You’re the victim here, Anna. Not a suspect.”
Her body visibly relaxed. “I still feel like an idiot because I didn’t know I was invested in a shell company.”