“He forged her digital signature to bypass the security protocols,” Victoria continued, laying out the abuser’s execution. “He then used a wire transfer to move the stolen funds across state lines, directly into the accounts of a known, actively investigated illegal gambling syndicate, to clear his sister’s debt.”

“That’s federal wire fraud, identity theft, and felony grand larceny,” the prosecutor whispered, the sheer stupidity of the crime staggering him.

“I want the grand larceny and wire fraud arrest warrants signed and executed by a federal judge before sunrise,” Victoria commanded, her eyes burning with lethal intent.

“I’ll have them drafted immediately,” the prosecutor nodded, pocketing the drive. “But what about his employer? If he gets wind of the investigation, he might try to flee or liquidate his 401(k).”

Victoria smiled. It was a cold, sharp, apex-predator smile that made the seasoned prosecutor physically flinch.

“He won’t be liquidating anything,” Victoria whispered. “Two hours ago, while my daughter was bleeding on an operating table, my holding firm aggressively acquired a sixty percent, majority controlling stake in the brokerage where Mark works. As of midnight tonight, I am officially his employer. And I have permanently frozen every one of his corporate assets.”