His board members were whispering frantically to one another.

His mistress was crying in the corner over a life that had just evaporated.

His father looked like a man on the edge of a cardiac event.

And the woman he had bound and hurt and humiliated less than an hour earlier, the quiet wife he had spent a marriage diminishing, held the title to the roof over his head, the controlling stake in the company beneath his feet, and the documented evidence that would send him to a federal prison.

He had it, at last, entirely.