July 21
“Mister Brookfield, I’m just curious,” Sabretti said, snapping him out of his thoughts. “What exactly do you do for the Indigo Foundation?”
“I manage the grant-writing and fund-raising activities of the Foundation,” Phillip said, reciting the job description just as he had countless times before. “We’re a purely research-driven non-profit organization, so getting money can be a real challenge at times.”
“Imagine how tough it is getting funding from the City,” Sabretti chuckled. “You’d beg for this job back in a day.”
“I can only assume,” Phillip said, shrugging.
“Look, it doesn’t take a mind-reader to know that you guys don’t trust me,” Sabretti said. “Truth be told, I’m surprised you haven’t lawyered up yet.”
Phillip and Chloe exchanged a glance. “The Indigo Foundation is an open book,” she said, quietly. “We reserve secrecy for our specific processes and our findings until they’ve been verified, but in all other regards we have a strict policy of cooperation with all authorities.”
“We’ve been audited twice because the IRS thought we were too clean,” Katherine added. “We have nothing to hide.”
“I’m glad, but you’ll forgive my cynical side for thinking you have to be getting away with murder somewhere,” Sabretti said.
“You’re certainly entitled,” Chloe said, “but you’re wasting your time. Anything you wish to know, simply ask.”
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