But I had not been coming for her.

Not until she came for me.

If she had simply let the audit run its course, it is possible the connection to her father’s old crimes would never have been drawn tight enough to hold; auditors flag irregularities all the time that go nowhere.

It was her response that hanged them both.

By forging documents to frame me, she created new crimes, fresh and provable, that pointed straight back to the old ones.

She had tried to bury a small problem and, in doing so, had dug up a much larger one and laid it out on a screen for the city to see.