I would not give her that.

I gave her the truth instead.

It was the last thing she wanted, and the only thing she had earned.

Chapter 17 — The Books

Evelyn Reed turned, unhurried, to the two federal marshals standing by the door.

“Agents,” she said, “the complete evidence file has already been uploaded to the United States Attorney’s portal.

It’s out of this room and beyond anyone’s reach.”

The lead marshal stepped forward, drawing a pair of steel handcuffs from his belt.