“I have to tell you something.

The assault is only half the story.”

He had done what good attorneys do before dawn while their clients sleep: he had started pulling threads.

And one of the threads, tied to Indigo’s old defaulted commercial loan, had led somewhere strange.

There was a wire transfer — money moving in a direction and a pattern that did not fit a simple failed business.

The recipient account belonged to a company that was a frequent vendor for the logistics firm where Bruno worked as a commercial director.