“They’re going to break this door down in two minutes,” Liam warned.

“Then give me two minutes,” I said.

I opened the secondary administrative console on the screen.

Apex Development was built on a series of debt covenants with international banks.

To secure his billions in loans, Ethan had signed a standard, non-negotiable clause.

It was the “Key Man” and “Material Adverse Change” provision.

If the founder was suspected of severe financial malfeasance, the primary lenders had the right to immediately freeze all operating accounts.

But there was a deeper, more aggressive clause hidden in the bylaws of Apex’s parent company.

An emergency hostile takeover provision.

If forty percent of the voting shares declared the managing partner unfit due to criminal exposure, control reverted to the secondary trustee.

And the secondary trustee was a blind trust established during our marriage.

A trust that I still technically controlled as the co-signer.

“What are you doing?” Ethan’s voice came through the phone, sharp and suspicious now.

He could hear the rapid clack of my typing.

“I’m looking at the Apex Capital Trust agreement,” I said.