KARLI held the divorce papers, the cardboard rough against my palm. She had left every single monetary offering and the non-disclosure riders completely blank.A cold, dangerous heat surged up my neck, tightening my jaw until the bone ached. I pulled my phone from my breast pocket and hit the dial for my lead corporate counsel. The line connected before the first full ring finished."Mr. Hawthorne?" Graham Ashcroft answered, his voice instantly dropping into his alert, boardroom register."I want an absolute lock on the six million transfer you made this morning, Graham." I said, my words coming out low as I walked down the stairs. "Mr. Hawthorne, that wire has already cleared into her account," Graham hesitated, the distant sound of paper rustling bleeding through the line. "Reversing a cleared transaction requires…""I am not reversing it," I cut him off, my boots clicking sharply against the hardwood floor. "Flag it for unauthorized data-theft. File a high-priority executive
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