“Dr. Kenneth told me to run,” Arthur whispered. “He said if they got this, they’d make sure my mother’s medical bills were never paid.”

Vance walked forward, his boots clicking on the asphalt.

He snatched the bag from Arthur’s hand and inspected the ledger.

“What is this ledger?” Vance asked.

“It’s the private accounts,” Arthur said. “The ones Daniel Carter uses to fund his offshore holdings.”

I felt a sudden, sharp coldness in my chest.

“Where is Daniel?” I asked.

Arthur looked up at me, his eyes wide with fear.

“He’s at the hospital,” Arthur said. “He’s in the basement offices with his legal team.”

Vance turned back to his deputy.

“Get transport for this man,” Vance ordered. “Secure this ledger in the trunk of my car.”

He looked at me, his face grim.

“We are going to the hospital,” Vance said. “Now.”

We piled into the back of Vance’s SUV.

Lucas sat close to me, his hand clutching the voice recorder in his pocket.

Mason was silent, his eyes fixed on the rain washing over the glass window.