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Valerie's PovThe security team drove me back.Dante was waiting outside the building when we pulled up. He had not gone home. He was standing on the pavement in his jacket with his hands in his pockets and when the car stopped he opened the door before the driver could.He looked at my wrist first. Then my face."I am fine," I said."I know," he said. "Come inside."We went up without talking. He made tea, which was not something he usually did, which told me more about how the evening had affected him than anything he was going to say directly.I sat at the kitchen counter and let him make it."What happened after he grabbed your wrist?" he said."Security came in," I said. "He let go. He started crying.""Crying," Dante said."Real crying," I said. "Not performance. I know the difference." I paused. "He said he did not know how it had got to this point. He said he had told himself for years that what he did was justified because he needed to survive. That he came from nothing and t

Valerie's POVThe confirmation came from Marcus at eight in the morning.Three lines. Lydia had accessed a personal savings account held in her name only, separate from the frozen joint assets.I read it twice. Then I put the phone on the kitchen counter and looked at it.Dante came in from the other room. He looked at my face. "What happened?""It is confirmed," I said. "Lydia took the last personal account. She is in Dubai."He was quiet for a moment. "How do you feel about that?""I do not know yet," I said. "She was never my enemy.""No," he said."She was a person who made a calculation and lived by it for years," I said. I picked up the coffee I had poured and not yet drunk. "I can almost respect it.""The message she sent," Dante said. "Tell Valerie she won. That was not nothing.""No," I said. "It was not.""She could have said nothing," he said. "She chose to say that.""Because she is honest when it costs her nothing to be," I said. "She knew it was over. Acknowledging it di

Valerie's POVI did not say anything in the elevator.Dante did not push it. He stood beside me, let the silence be what it was and when the doors opened he followed me back to the apartment without a word.I put the copy Marcus had photographed for records on the kitchen table and looked at it.The woman in that photograph was twenty-three years old and weighed forty-nine kilograms. She had not left the apartment in eleven days because she believed what she had been told about herself.I looked at her for a long time."Say it," Dante said."What?" I said."Whatever you are holding in right now," he said. "Say it.""I am not holding anything in," I said."You are very still," he said. "You go very still when you are holding something in."I looked at the photograph. "She looks exactly like I remember," I said. "I have not seen a photograph from that time in years. I had all of them deleted. He kept copies apparently.""Of course he did," Dante said."He kept them as a weapon," I said

Valerie's PovThe security team confirmed at nine that morning what they had found in the second floor office.Three drawers emptied. A locked cabinet forced open. The file that had been inside it was gone. One of Dante's team had photographed the empty cabinet before we could get there and sent the images through. The lock had been broken cleanly. Someone who knew what they were looking for."He came prepared," I said."He knew exactly which cabinet," Dante said. "Which means he has been thinking about that room for a while."We were in my office. The door was closed. The morning was going on outside the window and neither of us was paying attention to it."What was in that file?" Dante said."I do not know," I said. "Not specifically. The building transfer only happened three weeks ago. We had not done a full inventory of the second floor yet." I paused. "But whatever was in that cabinet was the reason he came back twice before he broke in. It was the reason he stayed off the grid."

Valerie's PovMarcus had the full breakdown on my desk by nine.Thirty-one million in personal liabilities. The mortgage recalled. The credit facilities closed. The business debts from the insolvency falling through to his personal guarantees. Forty thousand in declared personal assets, which included a serviced apartment lease paid through to the end of the month and a car he had not sold yet.I read through all of it. Then I looked up at Dante across the table."The file he took from the building," I said. "It was not about money.""No?" he said."He could not use financial documents to save himself at this point," I said. "Everything is already in the administrator's hands. Anything financial is already known." I paused. "He took personal documents. Things that related to the original company formation. The early agreements.""Why would he want those now?" Dante said."Because if there is anything in them that complicates the criminal case," I said. "Anything that muddies the timel