stage floor and stopped against

Chloe from the crowd's view. He squared his shoulders, proje

ase excuse this disruption. My adopted daughter has been struggling with severe mental health i

expressions of pity. The narrative was easy to swallow. A

, breathy sound. It w

rison's shadow, forcing the crowd to look at her again. "Who trade

er chest, her fingers digging into her diamond necklace.

fectly. "We have given you everything. A home. An education

the stage. She locked eyes with Alfred Peter

harply. "Take her to the

in dark suits. They began m

ack to the crowd.

. Her voice dropped, meant only for the people o

d necklace snapped. A dozen loose

he took a step toward Victoria. "The one you drained to co

jaw locked. He knew about the missing fu

rical sob from the floor. "M

er wet coat. Her fingers closed around

rproof seal. Inside was

he pulled the papers out. The edges wer

ack directly at

hey rained down over the edge of the stage, land

sheets. He adjusted his glasses. His eyes scanned the columns of numbers

ly. "Wire transfers routed through shell companies. All be

ue you for everything you have! Th

ntinued, ignoring him completely,

nged at Chloe, her hands reaching for

ted her torso. Victoria flew past her, stumbling aw

dead," Chloe said. "Dead gi

cut through the dim

es had pulled out their phones. The r

d his arms at the crowd. "This is a private

om the tables. Alfred and his men tried to form a ba

bbed Harrison's pant leg. She hid her f

dge of the stage. She

her voice cutting through the no

rms over her chest, clutching the

at the sea of r

t. The screen was cracked but functional. "Every document, every recording of Victoria discussing t

m his face. The aggressive posture collapsed.

the interest

walked toward t

her path, his hand r

rs opened again. Four uniformed NYPD officers wal

nd financial fraud," the lead officer

fred. She did not lo