“Exhibit A,” Mara announced, clinical and cold. “The original shareholder agreement, proving my client’s thirty-eight percent ownership and her mandatory consent rights for all capital transfers.”

She laid down the second. “Exhibit B. The completed forensic audit, tracing the stolen four hundred and twenty thousand dollars through fraudulent vendor accounts directly into the possession of the three of you.”

Finally she placed a document bearing a fresh judicial seal on top of the pile. “And Exhibit C. An emergency injunction signed by a superior court judge two hours ago, removing Adrian Vale from his position as managing director, citing gross fiduciary malfeasance.”

Adrian’s chair scraped violently backward. He stood, his face a mask of panicked rage. “You can’t do this! I built that firm!”

“I already did,” I said, looking up at him with complete calm.

I let the reality crush him methodically. “The bank has accelerated the fraudulent loan you secured. The corporate liability insurer denied coverage this morning due to intentional criminal misconduct.