Moses's Desk

Elizabeth had kept Moses's desk that exact same way since the day he'd died. Katie sat down in her stepfather's chair, looking through the drawers. Surely, there was something in here to give people real insight into her father -- to make her a star.

She finally found a handwritten journal, stuffed to the brim with notes and papers. She looked at it, her brow furrowing. Whitetail Investments? Whaletail Investments? Saltine Investments? Jermaine Blount? What was all this? And she found a name -- Kelly Windermere.