“Any reaction?” I asked.
Jonathan smiled slightly.
“Panic.”
I looked down.
“Already?”
“He received notice that Apex Logistics’ executive records are being reviewed. He immediately contacted the board and claimed someone was targeting him.”
I nodded.
“Of course he did.”
Jonathan opened another document.
“But we found something interesting.”
“What?”
He turned the paper toward me.
A list of transactions.
For months, Austin had been moving company expenses through personal accounts.
Luxury dinners.
Private vacations.
Designer purchases.
Payments disguised as business development.
“He wasn’t just arrogant,” Jonathan said.
“He was careless.”
I looked at the numbers.
The same man who threatened to leave me with nothing had been quietly destroying his own reputation.
By the third day, Austin stopped calling.
That was when I knew he was scared.
The man who called me fifty-two times demanding dinner suddenly disappeared.
Then came the message.
We need to talk. This has gone too far.
I ignored it.
Five minutes later:
I know you’re angry, but you’re destroying my career.
I ignored that too.
Then:
Who is helping you?
I stared at the screen.
Because that question revealed everything.
He didn’t believe I could do this.
Not because I wasn’t capable.
