David waited patiently until the lawyer ran out of expensive adjectives.

Then David slid a thick black binder across the polished table.

“Tab three,” David commanded.

Greg’s attorney opened it. Inside were the bank transfer logs, the expedited divorce filings, the oncologist’s notes detailing Greg’s medical coercion, and the USB drive containing the Bahamas voice memo.

“Your client did not merely fail his spouse,” David said, his voice deadly quiet. “He financially isolated a terminal woman. He coerced her into a fraudulent divorce to steal her assets.

He maintained a financial incentive in her death, and publicly celebrated his remarriage on a beach before her body was even cold. If you want to test a jury on whether those facts constitute criminal exploitation, I would be absolutely delighted to destroy you in open court.”

Greg’s lawyer stared at the transcripts of the voice memo, his face turning an unhealthy shade of pale. He looked at Greg with profound professional irritation.