“They contain three years of date-stamped, metadata-verified recordings of Margaret.”

“In those files, she repeatedly threatens my life, my career, and my physical safety.”

“She details her plans to force me out of my family trust.”

“And she explicitly promises to use her wealth to frame me as mentally unstable if I ever tell the truth.”

I heard a sharp intake of breath on the other end of the line.

“Those recordings were made without consent,” Vance stammered.

“They are admissible under state law because they document an ongoing pattern of extortion and physical threats,” I said.

“I was a financial fraud prosecutor, Mr. Vance.”

“I know the rules of evidence better than you do.”

“And right now, the prosecution has a digital map of your client’s malicious intent.”

“Your defense of ‘accidental injury’ just evaporated.”

I leaned toward the phone, my voice dropping to a whisper.

“Do not call me again.”

“If you attempt to contact me, I will have Detective Sullivan add witness intimidation to Margaret’s charges.”

I tapped the red button to end the call.

Rachel let out a long breath she had been holding.