Then, aimed at me, that I had no idea who I was dealing with.

I read each one as it came in, calmly, the way you read a weather report, and I did not answer a single one of them, and I did not delete a single one of them either.

Every call log, every message, every furious word, was preserved and copied and saved, backed up where it could not be lost or tampered with.

I had told Victoria I knew how to document everything, and I did.