Page 44 of Max's Mission

It was Agent Dye who spoke. “Can you tell us when Dr. Gaultier opened the safe deposit box?”

A confused frown creased her forehead. She looked at Margot. “You don’t remember when you opened it?”

“I didn’t. My ex-husband is also Dr. Gaultier.”

The woman’s frown deepened. “You’re the only Gaultier listed.”

“That doesn’t make sense.” Max shot a quick glance at Margot, who looked equally confused.

He turned back to Tess. “Who else is listed?”

She turned her laptop around. “Just someone named Liam Hughes.”

“What?” Max frowned. There was that name again. He glanced at Margot. Her round eyes told him she recognized it as well.

“You know something.” Dye pointed first at Max, then Margot.

Not wanting to expose Asher or the fact that they’d been investigating behind the FBI’s back, Max quickly answered. “Hughes is Margot’s maiden name.”

“Did he take your name after you married?” Dye aimed his question at Margot.

“No.”

Frowning, he turned to the bank manager. “How was he able to open a safe deposit box? You need an ID, right?”

“You do,” she said. “He’d have had one.”

“Who opened it for him?”

She glanced at the screen again, scrolling. A moment later, the color drained from her face. “I did.” Swallowing hard, she blinked several times. “Oh. I think I need to sit down.”

Agent Dye got up and pulled out the fourth chair.

Tess sank into it. “I’m so sorry. I don’t know how this happened. I check IDs. In the past, I’ve turned people away for having fake ones.” She propped her elbows on the table and covered her face, groaning.

“Tell us what you remember about him,” Dye said.

She dropped her hands. “I’d need to see a picture.”

Max glanced at Margot. “Hon, do you still have one?”

“Yeah.” She took out her phone. “Somewhere.” Expelling a long breath, she started scrolling.

“Ma’am, how far back do you keep surveillance footage?” Dye asked Tess.

“Ninety days.”

“And when was the account opened?”

She glanced at her laptop screen. “June seventeenth, this year.”

Margot stopped scrolling and looked at the manager in surprise.

“You’re sure?” Max’s tone turned sharp.

“Yes. It’s right here.” She gestured to the screen.

“That date mean something to you two?” Dye asked.

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