“No,” Adrian said. “Clare gave us your attorney’s communications. The planted evidence is already part of the record.”

Diana looked between them, calculating fast. Lena could almost watch the years of planning collapse behind her eyes.

“You can leave,” Lena said.

Adrian turned to her in surprise. Diana’s expression sharpened. “Why would you allow that?”

“Because you were my father’s sister.”

“That never mattered to him.”