Lydia opened it, her eyes widening as she scanned the contents.

She looked up at me, a sharp glint of triumph in her eyes.

“Claire,” she whispered, sliding a single sheet of paper out of the envelope.

I looked down at the document.

At the top of the page was the letterhead of a private Swiss bank, and underneath it was a name I didn’t expect to see.

I stared at the black ink on the page.

The name printed beneath the Swiss bank’s crest was Vivian Hayes.

But it was the co-signatory’s name that made my breath catch in my throat.

Sloane Pierce.

“The account was opened three weeks ago,” Lydia whispered, her pen pointing to the date.

“Just after the first vault shipment was cleared out of Magnolia Hill.”

I looked across the aisle at Vivian.

She was staring at her hands, her diamonds catching the harsh fluorescent light of the courtroom.

She did not know we had this.

Lydia stood up, holding the document high.

“Your Honor, we have new evidence of active asset dissipation,” Lydia said, her voice echoing in the quiet room.