Vance said, looking up from his magnifying glass for the first time.

“All of it moved through shell accounts using altered corporate authority forms.”

“He brought those authority forms home to his study on January twelfth,” I said.

“He didn’t bring them home,” Mr.

Vance said, reaching into a gray accordion file and pulling out a single white document stamped in red ink.

“Someone got into his private desk in the penthouse study on the morning of January twelfth, used his corporate authorization seal, and filed this directly with our compliance desk at nine fifteen this morning.”

He turned the document toward me on the table.