So I drafted a brief email. I identified myself as Gage Embry’s sister. I described the false emergency. I attached the incident report, the surveillance still, the witness statements, and documentation proving that I — not Gage — had funded Sailor’s academy despite his public claims.

I mentioned the declined boat loan only as background. I never called him dishonest. I never demanded discipline. My closing line simply read: I am providing this information so the firm can determine whether the documented conduct and public financial representations are relevant under its own professional standards.

I read it several times, then scheduled it to send early Monday, before business hours.

That night, sleep never really came. Every time I closed my eyes I saw Kobe flinching under the flashing lights.

Chapter 6 — The Phone Call

Tuesday morning my phone rang again and again. Mom left an emotional voicemail after Gage got notice that his employer had opened a formal ethics review.

She never asked what Gage had done — only what I had done. The pattern had never changed. His actions created problems; I was expected to solve them.