I let out a breath I felt like I had been holding for months.

“Everything?” I asked.

“Every cent,” Reyes confirmed. “The personal accounts, the corporate holdings, and the offshore trusts. We’ve locked down over twelve million dollars.”

Jake stood up, his eyes fixed on the frost-covered window.

“What about Vance?” Jake asked.

“Major Hayes is already handling that,” Reyes said. “The military police arrested him an hour ago at his quarters.”

The next morning, the storm had finally passed, leaving behind a thick blanket of pristine, silent snow.

The bright sun glared off the white drifts, making my eyes water as we pulled up to the military court facility.

Jake wore his dress uniform, the medals on his chest gleaming in the harsh light.

I held Owen tightly in his carrier, walking close to Jake’s side.

Major Rebecca Hayes met us in the lobby of the legal building.

She looked sharp, her uniform pressed, her expression incredibly serious.

“Captain Vance’s preliminary hearing is about to begin,” Hayes said, guiding us down a long, sterile corridor.

The walls were painted a dull beige, and the air smelled of floor wax and old paper.