Chapter 13 - The Federal Subpoena
Two weeks after my encounter with Victoria, a formal notice arrived via courier from the United States District Court. Nathan’s long-delayed federal trial for wire fraud, identity theft, and corporate embezzlement was finally scheduled to begin, and the prosecution required my formal deposition as the primary forensic auditor of the original asset structures.
Marcus Vance met me in my office the next morning to go over the documentation.
"The federal prosecutor plans to use your initial 120-page financial dossier as Exhibit A," Marcus explained, flipping through a thick binder of bank logs and wire transfers. "Nathan’s new public defender is trying a desperate strategy—claiming that he was merely an incompetent manager rather than a fraudulent mastermind, and that his business associates coerced him into forging your signature."
I let out a dry, humorless chuckle, signing the deposition release form with a steady hand. "Nathan has never taken responsibility for a single mistake in his entire life. When things go well, his ego takes all the credit. When things collapse, he looks for someone else to burn."
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"Well, the jury won't buy it," Marcus assured me, placing a reassuring hand on my shoulder. "The paper trail you uncovered is airtight. Every offshore shell company, every ghost payroll account, and every forged document points directly to his personal authorization codes."
"Let’s get it over with, Marcus," I said, closing the binder. "I want this final chapter written and sealed so I can move forward without looking back."
