I am not going to pretend I did it alone or that I did it well; in the days that followed I would hand it all to people far better qualified than me.

But that first night, working through our internal servers with the building dark and silent around me, I found enough to make my hands go cold.

Duplicate invoices, the same work billed twice.

Vendor contracts written to shell companies that existed only on paper, registered to men who turned out to be Ryan’s associates.

Inventory adjustments logged at three and four in the morning, when no honest warehouse is moving anything.

And then I found the thing that took the floor out from under me a second time.