He froze our bank accounts and tied my father up in court until he ran out of money.”

I placed the blue folder back on the table.

Aaron had used the exact same tactic on me this morning.

He had cut off my money first, hoping I would panic and give up.

Daniel paced back and forth near the window.

He checked his watch twice in the space of a single minute.

“I need to print the financial logs,” Daniel said.

He pulled a small portable printer from his leather satchel and connected it to Clara’s laptop with a black cable.