Nate arrived with a folder thick enough that Gilbert eyed it before he'd even taken his coat off, and Julian was already at the dining table by the time Arianne came down with Lexx balanced on one hip, the baby monitor left upstairs since its subject had opinions about being left in a crib during daylight hours.
"Tell me you found something," Gilbert said, pulling out a chair.
"I found the same something three times, which is better." Nate spread the folder open across the table, three separate printouts lined up side by side. "Dominic's original shell registration. The Conway holding structure. And now the Summers-Blackwood partnership paperwork, before Rafael scrubbed it. Look at the registered agent listed on all three."
Gilbert leaned over the pages, silent for long enough that Julian lost patience and leaned in himself.
"Same agent," Julian said. "Same name, three different structures, over what, ten years?"
