“You can’t do that,” Victor said, his eyes darting wildly around the room. “I am the CEO.”

“Not anymore,” Evelyn said. “Your badge access has been revoked. Your corporate accounts are frozen.”

“This is a coup,” Victor whispered.

He looked past Nathan, his eyes landing on me.

“Claire, tell them,” he pleaded, his voice cracking. “Tell them we can fix this. It’s just a misunderstanding with the Miami accounts.”

“It’s not a misunderstanding, Victor,” I said, my voice steady and cold. “It’s a crime.”

Evelyn stepped closer to him, her expression hardening.

“We require you to hand over your corporate phone, your laptop, and any personal devices you used for company business,” she said.

Victor took a step back, clutching his pocket where his phone was visible.

“No,” Victor said, his jaw tightening. “My personal phone is my private property. You have no right to touch it.”

“We have a court-ordered preservation of evidence, Victor,” Evelyn said. “If you delete or destroy anything, it is a felony.”

“I don’t care,” Victor said, his eyes darting toward the exits. “You’re not getting my phone.”