“You copied my electronic signature to move forty thousand dollars,” I said. “The bank preserved the login records and authorization history. Your corporate account also paid personal expenses you labeled as business costs.”
Vivian turned toward him.
“Daniel?”
He didn’t answer.
“You said the money was clean,” she hissed.
Daniel stepped toward me.
The officer moved between us.
“You planned this,” Daniel said.
“No. You planned it when you decided my earnings, inheritance, signature, and face belonged to you.”
Vivian’s arrogance finally cracked.
“What about my trip?”
I looked at the woman who had watched hot tea run down my skin.
“Cancel it.”
“The deposits are nonrefundable!”
“Then Europe is the most expensive place you never visited.”
The officer ordered Daniel to collect only essential belongings under supervision.
