A single folder appeared against a black background.
Its label read:
FOR AUDREY VALE — OPEN ONLY IF THE WEDDING FAILS.
Seraphina whispered, “What does that mean?”
Diana tapped the folder.
Inside were dozens of files.
Invoices.
Audio recordings.
Photographs.
Scans of handwritten ledgers.
At the top was a video file dated three days earlier.
Diana pressed play.
Owen appeared on the screen.
He sat in what looked like a hotel room, wearing a dark shirt with the collar open. He looked tired.
“If you’re watching this,” he began, “then the plan did not go the way I hoped.”
Seraphina stepped closer.
Owen continued.
“Audrey, you don’t know me well, but I know more about your investigation than you realize. Sterling Ridge is not the center of the fraud. It is one branch of a much larger operation.”
Audrey felt her throat tighten.
“The accounts you found were designed to be found,” Owen said. “They lead to Julian, Beatrice, and me because someone wanted all three of us exposed at the same time.”
Diana paused the video.
“Someone wanted them exposed?” Seraphina asked.
Audrey looked at the list of files.
“Keep playing.”