You Broke the Wrong Laptop
That would have been the worst possible move, the move of a person operating on emotion rather than evidence; it would have warned them, given them time to destroy records and rebuild the paper trail and make sure the fall guy fell.
Instead, I did the thing I was trained to do.
I built a case.
Over the three months before I filed, and through the divorce proceedings, working quietly on my own time, I compiled everything.
Every receipt.
Every wire-transfer log.
Every forged invoice.
Every tax filing, cross-referenced against every merchant record and every public disclosure.