She Turned On the Lights
Debt agreements.
Personal ledgers.
Offshore banking receipts.
She routed each image to me on the prepaid phone, and I sent it straight on to Fitzroy Wexler and to the federal investigators he had quietly brought in.
We captured audio, too — explicit threats, in Ottavia’s voice and Percival’s, the kind of thing that turns a difficult case into a certain one.
It changed her, doing it.