“He said you matched the stolen code to the patents.”

“Every single one,” I said.

“Aaron copied Clara’s family’s work and put his own name on the filings.”

Robert leaned forward in his chair.

“He blocked my calls for weeks because he knew I would eventually ask for the original logs.”

“He thought hiding the documents in Zurich would protect him,” I said.

I walked over to the mahogany desk.

I set the thick envelope of evidence down next to the green reading lamp.