I opened my laptop and plugged in a small black USB drive.
I'd pulled it from his desk and the safe while tidying up. Just another item I'd "organized" out of there. A backup drive.
It didn't just contain evidence that he'd been embezzling Davina's fan crowdfunding money.
It also held detailed records of the shadow contracts he'd drawn up to evade taxes.
And the most damning piece of all: a meticulous financial ledger. Every entry showed exactly how he'd funneled my money into his own accounts, then disguised it as investment capital to con Davina into trusting him.
I sat in the dark, calm and focused, and created a new folder on my laptop.
I laid everything out in chronological order: every tax document from the USB drive, every photo of the shadow contracts, the thirty-five-thousand-dollar receipt for the bag, and the corresponding bank statements from my account ending in 4721.
Once the text was finalized, I set it on a timed release.
The recipients included every major social media platform, the IRS tip line, and the private email addresses of Davina Fox's biggest financial backer and her investors.