They left me access no careful criminal would leave an equal.

Their contempt was a door they held open for me, every single day, and I walked through it at the end and took everything.

If they had feared me even slightly — if they had ever once looked at me and thought, she was a forensic accountant, we should be careful — they would still have their money, and their estate, and their freedom.

They lost all of it, in the end, to the one weapon they never defended against, because it was pointed at them by a person they had decided did not exist.