The file on my phone was the conference-room clip. I didn\u2019t play the audio. I didn\u2019t need to. I simply turned the screen toward Colton and showed him the frozen frame of himself standing in front of my private demo file, complete with a timestamp. His firm had never been authorized to access it. I watched his expression change as he realized that the woman he had spent two dinners quietly judging had known far more than he expected.<\/p>\n
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My father noticed the silence. \u201cWhat is that?\u201d he asked. I turned the phone toward Sienna too, because she deserved to see it. Then I said the sentence I had been preparing for weeks. \u201cReyes Anderton Capital accessed Ledgerly\u2019s private environment thirty-six times over twenty-one days. The platform they called their promising compliance investment tonight is mine. I have the access logs, my attorney has the logs, and Colton knew all of it.\u201d Nobody at the table moved.<\/p>\n
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