Cynthia Webber is a CPA student and widow who lost her husband and love of her life in a tragic car accident several years ago. Left with a young son to provide for on her own, Cynthia continued to pursue her career in the auditing department of Darlington & Associates.
But when Cynthia discovers Jim Dunn’s body during the routine audit of D&A’s most prestigious and controversial client her whole world is turned upside down. She finds her career and life threatened when Senior Partner David Jerew turns up unexpectedly at her son’s daycare posing as her brother and threatening her not to talk about what she found.
When Cynthia ignores David’s threats and goes to the police, she finds herself alone and locked out of D&A. Cynthia turns to her best friend and investigative reporter Linda Reeves to help her uncover David’s true motivation and get her life back.
Will Cynthia and Linda figure out who murdered Jim Dunn before David makes good on his threats to Cynthia’s family and her life?
Michelle Cornish is an experienced accountant with a passion for writing who enjoys spending time with her family in the sunny Okanagan. She writes about money and accountants because why should the lawyers get to have all the fun?!
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This is one of my favourite insights into my character Jim Dunn.
I remember my dad telling me a story about an old accountant he worked with that kept a bottle of scotch in his desk. When I was working on Murder Audit and asked my dad to tell me more, he didn't remember ever telling me this, but having worked in public accounting for many years, I can attest that there may be a Jim or two out there!
He reached into his desk drawer and pulled out a half-full bottle of Crown Royal. He unscrewed the cap and poured a good jigger into his stale, cold coffee. After replacing the bottle in his desk drawer, he swirled his coffee cup and downed the concoction in three big gulps. As he planted his cup back on his desk in its usual spot, he thought he heard voices. Knowing he was alone in the office, he went to his office window and noticed some protesters had gathered outside the front entrance. Feeling brave from his last three mugs of “coffee Royal,” he opened his window and shouted at the protesters.