Accardi by allison franklin novel

Chapter Thirteen Genevieve glared down at the email she was reading Last month she'd discovered several discrepancies in a client's holdings and assets Gen reported the wrong amounts to IRS meaning she and the accounting firm could be held liable . Her client , however , the 68 year old Misty Cohen , wanted her to believe she'd merely forgotten the assets . The woman could run fifteen bakeries in town but didn't realize she'd been hiding hundreds of thousands in an off shore account ?

Gen cracked her knuckles , ready to lay down the threat to report the full amount before the authorities were involved when the door to her office slammed against the wall . Charlotte came skittering around the desk . Her strawberry - blonde hair was disheveled , her glasses sat askew on her nose and a beaming smile threatened to split her cheeks . She held up a paper and waved it in the air . " We have the chance of a lifetime , " Charlotte announced . Gen sighed and sat back in her chair . " For what ? " " I just got a call from a company in New York .

They have some unaccounted for money and are looking to hire a firm to investigate , " Charlotte explained . " Why would they come to us ? Who recommended us down there ? " Charlotte shrugged . " I don't know . I don't care . I said yes , " Charlotte exclaimed . Gen rubbed her temples . " Charlotte , we discussed you not taking on new clients without running it by me first . " " I know , I know but I couldn't turn this down ! The company is worth millions , Gen. We could start catering to higher clients like we've always wanted ! It's a stepping stone !

" Gen crossed her arms and tapped her foot . " Fine . Hand it to Lauren . " Charlotte's face fell . " No. No way in hell . You need to do this one . " Gen groaned . " I can't , Charlotte . I'm still dealing with the Cohen situation . I have two other clients who I need to meet with not to mention training the new girls and we promised Lauren she could take on the next one we got . " Charlotte shook her head . She took a deep breath and closed her eyes . When she reopened them , Gen saw the more familiar expression of the stern businesswoman she'd worked with for nearly a decade .

" Look , " Charlotte said in the tone that told Gen she was not backing down on this decision . " We went into business together for a reason . I bring the clients and assign the accountant, you take on our most challenging accounts and ... " Her eyes dipped to the computer screen and back . " ... clients . " Charlotte threw the folder down on the desk . " This account could get us out of the hole . We need more than grocery store owners and hair stylists , okay ? " Charlotte started to leave the room , having decided the argument had reached its inevitable end .

" I redacted the company name as you like . I told them they could expect a conclusion within a week . Good ? " Gen could tell she was stopped in the doorway behind her . Gen stared out the window her desk faced . She flung her head back on the 1/5 14:15 Mon. Nov 3 s Chapter Thirteen 2800 " Thanks ! This is great ! " Charlotte sang , back to her giddy mood The door clicked closed and Gen glanced donen at the impressively thick folder . She flicked it open and glanced at the summary of the company . Most of the words had been redacted ; useless information that would only give Gen blas .

Expenses , affiliated companies , accounts and person names were labeled instead with coded letters . Her eyes skimmed the preliminary numbers . Before she knew it , Gen was leaning over her desk and running her nail along the numbers . By lunch she was hunched over a stack of seemingly disheveled papers . Her hair had been put into a clip , her reading glasses sat perched on her nose . She dotted notes down without looking at what she wrote , too afraid to take her eyes off the numbers the company had been reporting .

When the room darkened , signaling the work day had long since come to an end , Genevieve sat cross - legged on the floor with a circle of paper around her " Knock , knock , " came a voice at the doorway . Gen looked up and smiled at two of her roommates watching her from the door . Abigail held up a bag of chinese food . " Charlotte called . We brought food , " Abigail explained . Her other roommate , Sarah , laid a blanket down on the floor in the corner of the room not overflowing with paperwork . The three of them sat down and passed around the various food containers .

As Gen ate for the first time that day , she listened to her roommates complain about their lives . Abigail was a hairdresser and dished out the best gossip in town . Sarah worked for child services but somehow managed to make the most dreadful situations she witnessed always have a happy ending . " So am I going to ask her or are you ? " Abigail asked . Sarah looked quickly between Gen and Abigail . " I thought we flipped for it and you lost . " " Noooo , I ... " " What ? " Gen asked , narrowing her eyes at each of them . " What's going on with you ? " Abigail asked .

Gen raised a brow and started to dig into her fries . " What do you mean ? " " We mean that ever since you got back from Jada's wedding you've been ... off , " Sarah said . " Off ? " " Off , " both women confirmed . " Even Becca noticed , " Abigail revealed . 215 1415 Moh , Nov 3 Chapter Thirteen ten chuckled and pushed up from her effores breek wat wht of their other roommates , an IT analyst efter misékeit from forme . She rarity emerged from her dedicated work station in her room . Gen Moked Back knit forth between the pen debating on whether this infirmation .

with sharing to be entin household and then some . She sighed and decided relling site was better than holding it in longer " Fine Gen relented . The ten temen sat up straighter as they waited . " I met a guy ." Both women squealed and clapped their hands " About time . " " Tell us , tell us . When ? Where ? " - Gen couldn't help the smile or blush that came over her face . " At the bar the night before the wedding . " " So are you guys like talking or Sarah pushed . Gen's blush grew hotter . " No. No , it was a one time thing . " Her roommates exchanged looks of surprise . " Really ?

" Abigail asked . " You had a one - night stand ? " " Why is that so hard to believe ? " Gen asked , slightly insulted . " Come on , " Abigail teased . " It's you . I mean , hell , you made Brian wait ... " she glanced at Sarah for confirmation . " Two months ? " Sarah nodded her agreement . Gen slapped Abigail on the arm , " It was a month ... and a couple weeks , " Gen tried but failed to disagree . " Speaking of Brian ... " Both women groaned and threw their heads back . " I saw him at the wedding . " That got their attention . " Really ? " Sarah asked . " What happened ?

" " Well he was there with his new fiance , " Gen said , holding out on the juicer details as any good storyteller would . " Fiance ? " " Pregnant fiance , " Gen added . " Pregnant fiance ?! " " Nine months pregnant fiance , " Gen finished . Sarah stared at her with an open mouth while Abigail fell theatrically backward . " You're joking , right ? " Sarah asked .