Elena couldn't sleep. She lay in bed staring at the ceiling, her mind refusing to shut down despite her exhaustion. Finally, at three in the morning, she gave up and went to her home office.If she couldn't access her money or run her business, she could at least use her brain to solve this problem.She opened her laptop and pulled up all the fabricated documents Robert Chen had sent. The fake trading records, the timeline analysis, the supposed brokerage statements. Everything that was being used to destroy her.Elena had built her career on pattern recognition. Seeing what others missed. Identifying connections that weren't obvious.If someone created these documents to frame her, they left traces. They had to. Nothing was perfect. Every forgery had tells.She started with the trading records themselves. Eight different trades over eighteen months, each one supposedly made days after Ashford board meetings where relevant deals were discussed.Elena created a spreadsheet, listing eac
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