“Myra is right. Tell us everything you know. Everything, Yoko,” Charles said.

Yoko took a deep breath and rattled off everything Harry had grudgingly told her. She ended with, “I’m sure he left out as much as he told me. It is that shame factor, saving-face thing my people cannot let go of. He did tell me he thought Jack probably told Nikki because he thought Jack was talking to her.”

All eyes turned to Nikki. “I was talking to Jack, but he didn’t get a chance to tell me anything because he had to talk to Lizzie. This is the first I’m hearing about Harry. If we need to vote, you have mine, Yoko.”

Yoko nodded. “Lizzie is leaving Vegas first thing in the morning, Maggie and Ted are leaving Nantucket. Joe Espinosa is currently in Baltimore but will be back in the District by noon tomorrow. Judge Easter and Elias are in Virginia and are on the way back. I don’t know about Pearl. Harry didn’t say anything about her. All of them—well, actually, I’m not sure about Judge Easter and Elias—are going to Lizzie’s house for dinner and to talk. What can we do?”

“First, I need to talk to Jack and Harry,” Charles said. “Harry’s bank is a good place to start, but I’m going to need other information. The person or persons who stole Harry’s identity didn’t just pop up out of nowhere and ask Harry for it. It’s possible that Harry was lax in some way and, Yoko, everyone is careless at one time or another. It’s also possible someone hacked into the bank’s records and got it that way.

“I’ll get on it right now and position my people. In the meantime, go on the Internet and get every tidbit of information you can on identity theft. We’ll reconvene after dinner, which, by the way, will be delicious.” Without another word, Charles backed up and went to his position at his special computers.

“Business as usual,” Isabelle said as she got up.

The Sisters surrounded Yoko and led her back out to the compound, where they started to chatter like magpies, each voice assuring her that they would make it right for Harry. Yoko smiled through her tears and allowed herself to be smothered with affection from her Sisters.

“I think I’m going to like taking on the person who dared to steal Harry’s life,” Annie said, her eyes sparking dangerously. “The way Harry’s life was looted makes me think it’s not a person but a ring of people. Maggie did a series of articles in the paper about the subject a few months ago. Actually, she profiled the victims because no one was able to come up with anything that would lead to the capture of the culprits. That has to mean it’s an organized group with a leader who has some savvy and a bankroll.”

“I think you’re right, Annie. Oh, I do relish going after whoever it is,” Myra said gleefully.